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I understand, momma, I get it. Love cannot be
described in words that you make up yourself, like
trying to describe every ocean in the world with
a handful of words that should only be used
to describe one shitty pond.
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This is the place where I could breathe. I didn'tSay I understand. I only want to hold someone andMean to. I don't care about the rules for caring.The place where I could speak was incredibly far from Where I met you. The place where I could speakHad its tender…
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“Bubby’d rather spend money on beer than cancer.”
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We were on the L train.You were reading Fifty Shades of Gray;I was reading One Hundred Years of Solitude. You never looked up until just as I moved off, always looking back your way and hopingyou would lift your head. And then you did, at the last moment,but…
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Today, I am almost entirely self-coincidental, though I still feel a lag lurking somewhere.
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At the Rest Home for Silence
We are teenagers
At best
I have to admit
I fell asleep on the bus
On the way to the Rest Home
For Silence
And I woke up
To the noise
Coming from the
Overfilled silence
It's the overfilled silenc
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He looked up. All the people were looking at him, and in some state of agitation. He was at the head of the table.
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Mercury and Gemini disappointed.
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Once upon a time in the late 1950s, in a small French village, two brothers lived in a dilapidated one-bedroom old-style stone house. The two men worked in a factory to which they commuted by bike, one wearing a beret the other a cap. Though different in…
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I stop for Coup de' Villes and blue eyed men who runmarathons of ghosts and what if I was in love with a boy named Roberto in our Spanish class in High Schoolwho was half Japanese and half German and preferred penises to my virginity and what if the boy next door…
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27. When the man said he was a lawyer from Beijing I knew he was lying. He didn't know the way. I left him standing near the bowling pins on the green that day. I pulled the sack with all my simple possessions behind me.…
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I was always more comfortable with the ponies than you were / more comfortable with betting windows and two-dollar bills than you were
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There it it again, that noise. That low hum that I know so well now, spinning, gaining momentum in my head, like a cyclist in a velodrome, until its steadiness and roundness becomes sharp, painful, cutting like glass.
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After President Trump was elected, my first impulse was to spend the next four years cowering under the bed, whimpering.While I knew that I needed to keep track of what our new commander in chief was up to, watching the news made me too angry and too sad and just too…
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All along scared of the lovesickness finding me. I'm not proud of sending that sweet choir on its way without a word chopped into its cup. Who cares? I'm scared. The problem is this house; it's sad. I notice when someone floats in front of…
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Heading for the fields one morning to paint haystacks, Vincent noticed his neighbor’s house ablaze.
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You may think it's illegal
Well, you'd be wrong, ya hear?
Cause you're just in the wrong
Neck of the woods
And it's legal here
Want some beer?
Yeah, that's right
It's legal here
Don't go opening the door
Any wider, I know
You don't
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gravel coughing up tires at 90 miles an hour
and just getting under way
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She left with the parking ticket pieces, diligent as any Smith college graduate, and pulled the door shut with just a tad too much force.
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She was as ironic as me, which I thought was great. We’d get going and it would be like one of those Marvin Hagler, Thomas Hearns fights. If you were trying to judge it, you couldn’t even keep score.
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26. And so the moon goes a blue ray from its face to my eyes. I am on the floor and Alice is whistling near the rug. This is what wakes me. But I am in line with the cold air, bundled to keep from freezing, waiting my turn…
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Another day, another potful of crazy
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The spectacle of weather/
on the prairies approaches.
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remembering Cahokia, a place we rent near the water's edge, for we dare not enter
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In my day, you could buy a polythene bag of cigarette butts for 5p. And everyone had a proper haircut.In my day, plumbers gave free vasectomies whilst reciting patriotic poems. And all the buses were red.In my day, there was always more than enough sex to go round, with…
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I fanned oxygen into the embersletting every red ribbon spark arc downwardlike stars falling in early Novemberthat I tried to show you. But you never came.I imagine your mannerisms As if you had been forged from iron; Waiting to add my lime and carbonsto alloy.…
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In my seriousness I am not making the case that none of “this” (our contemporaneity, our historical moment) “matters”.
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