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He (after learning of my former occupation as a record store owner): So, what is your favorite band of all time?
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woke up to the sound of a diesel
looked out the window to see i’m not home
outta bed to see if you had called
not a damn thing on my phone
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We brought flowers for our dead lovers
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We looked out into the darkness and then at our children. The dark of the forest was feeding them with ideas, filling their imaginations with things beautiful and things wicked.
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Gee but it’s great after being out late,
Walking my lobster back home.
There’s little risk that she’ll turn into bisque,
Walking my lobster back home.
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Locked at the highest rung
Unable to budge at all
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From a window, the young Pole Krzysztof Penderecki saw resistance fighters hanged by Nazis...
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It was almost like I was dreaming, he is saying, my visit to the ruins of the factory that made the first Narrative Machines.
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There were avocados splayed across menus like 1950′s pinup girls–all thigh and curve. Avocados in California omelets. Avocados split and diced, sprayed with lime, slapped on bagels, served with tomato.
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[B]y fleeing the city to live on the outskirts of nowhere—a place so far off the beaten path that even Duras’s aging Mr. Andesmas would have felt isolated—I was of course trying to escape from none other than myself.
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When he woke he carried the body of a cat instead of a man. Next to him his cat dreamed it had a human body.
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A sizzling as skin and sinew melt, fall away. "Scream if you need to scream, child." And I scream, and her song gains strength. The warmth of her around me. It is time.
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With nipples like those, rose-colored, we could have fed a nation!
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Early in the morning
I wanted to send you something
for when you wake;
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“There is no future in art,
you will not change lives
with flowery words.
Please don’t rock the boat”
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Click-clack, click-clack. The cadence of the tracks below push George back and forth between what happened and what is to come.
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My only brother. Frantic flesh clings to bone.
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I became infamous, in certain circles, for what I achieved, maybe more so for what I did not. I invented a dating service for seniors called “Carbon Dating.” I wrote a book called “What Real Estate Did for Me,” which was very brief and to the point. It
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I like him. I really, really like him in a way that I don’t like guys, not anymore, not after all the dirty lies into get in my pants, the dirtier lies to get out of them later, the indignities and the humiliations and the disappointments.
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There is a tall and leafy tree in our backyard. Also a bride, a groom, and a chicken.
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...there is something quite delicious about the air between people strange to each other, something that makes my skin crackle alive with the possibility of touch...
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Why is the ghost of John Lennon haunting a house in rural Oregon?
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A. wants to be an entrepreneur but cannot get with the program.
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All night the moon had watched him, and he’d been unable to return its stare. Finally there was sunlight, and Joško took up his rifle and rucksack. He had trouble keeping his balance at first, but gradually his legs steadied.
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I hope you'll have the time to read this before your attention wanders.
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They are always there. Stoic and steady.
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If the pen travels over a sheet of paper, it is not long before a metaphor appears. A fast, beautiful metaphor like friendship, or deformity. Think of the pen as a penis and the ink as semen. I just sit and laugh. Time impregnates an opportunity and a lon
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The tongue touches the lip, looking inward, remembering. The head nodding yes. Staring directly at the memory like an animal, while the crowds pass by, and occasional phrases materialize out of the air. We live and love and create. Yes we do. Otherwise,
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