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These were strange realizations, and each built upon the one before until I was completely mystified and unsettled in my life.
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She wanted wolf cubs. Not kittens, not husky pups given as infant gifts with red bows around their scraggy necks. No, she wanted wolf cubs. Even when it grew to pace the length of her hallway - proud as men - she could not love it. …
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The surveyor began at the mouth of the Klamath and worked his way toward the mining camp. He'd expected to find a trail, but for most of the way he hacked through dense underbrush. The river shrubs clambered into the water, just skimming its surface. There were…
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I wear my Whittier College mascot-logo-inscribed ballcap: FEAR THE POETS. On Lovers Point I write haiku. A man and woman picnic —— he never off his cell phone. I approach and hand her my poem. They depart without exchanging a word… or a look. man and…
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Your pajamas torture us.
When moist they uncomfortably cling. They have evil buttons, and they cause us to stumble on them in the dark.
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And then she'd wipe her eyes, sweep her hair between the crest of her left ear and the side of her face and press that ear to the knot.
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the vigilance that informs a parent's every hour had momentarily lapsed
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“You look strangely familiar,” he said, taking a drink and swinging his leg over the horse, landing on the ground beside me ...
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Periodically I try to vacuum up their eight-legged asses but they hide in the cable drop.
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While I tried to work calmly, internally it was a non-Zen zone. I was experiencing a major adrenalin rush.
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a pelican's feather as long as my forearm now a bloodless shaft
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The questions on the form are tough--the U.S. government isn't going to hand out money to just any old rapper hanging out on a corner. We want fresh 'n nasty stuff.
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They slept in the same bed but that was all they had in common. He, an editor, had shelves filled with literary works and she, his wife of many years and never much of a reader, had strewn their penthouse apartment with Madeline children’s books.
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While you sleep, I wait for you to die.
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Wile E. Coyote? A junkie strung out on bunk dope.
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You are about to experience a voice from the past. Here we go ... jet back to about 1964.
I remember you with the same beard (just a different color!) and slightly longer hair.
I remember drinking lots of beer and wine in your basement with Shel
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I pasted a sample paragraph of my writing on the website 'Who do you write like?'.
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"And secondly, it’s never bing bing bing with you. It’s like, bing bang bongity bumbity bum yadda yadda bla bla bla.” Sam stopped short and glanced down at his shoes. He knew he’d gone too far.
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In May of 1982, my daughter and I planned a trip…
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Who better to return to at the end of the day? Can't wait to get home. Empty my pockets and wash my hands. Who better to lift a glass at the start of dinner? …
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2 sticks soft (like your heart) butter...
... 1 cup crushed (like you) walnuts...
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If white t-shirts are only an SPF of 8, she couldn’t even imagine what a white nylon-mesh umbrella on this godforsaken beach might be in terms of protection.
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a fun little piece for all to enjoy, not just the ladies
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His beard is an eighteenth-century forest / in south central France
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What follows is an interview George Bush gave to Barbara Walters in 2006. He came off like something out of a swamp. Dick Cheney made them deep-six the tapes and we never saw it on prime time. I got the transcript, however,…
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The rocket shone in the distance. Cape Canaveral had never looked so pretty.
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Desire stirred into the liquid reveals
Cold ice smoking colder,
As you pipet these channels of my heart.
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Mom wraps a bulky-knit scarf around my face and over my mouth. She tightens it into a big knot in back of my collar.
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The lounge in our hotel —— the Oregon coast —— one guest, wheelchair bound, in residence for the full summer season, asks us in her Main Line Philadelphia accent, "Have you come far?" "No, not far. Flew from Salt Lake…
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Father hands Billy a length of rope. Billy builds his resolve, fights back his tears, heads into the kitchen. It's time to become a man.
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