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The voice is back! That voice, like milk and honey, like mother, like the school nurse who bandaged my scraped knee.
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I left the train, still going nowhere, but in a hurry.
Still a boy, but trapped in a suit.
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We deny one another, here,/
as long as it’s plausible.
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If you were glassI'd fog you up With my breathI'd leave messagesPictographsIn fingerprints I'd press in closeSo would youAnd so we'd danceBut you are glassAn inch of depthTo catch my breath
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I arrange my stones in circles
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This world is always at least as strange as it seems, but usually far more strange, so many non-repeatable phenomena . . . .
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We were fleeing hurricane Katrina. We stopped somewhere in Texas at a roadside diner, but found a sign that said it was closed. We were so hungry. All of a sudden as we sat there in our car, the shop's owner knocked on the window and asked what he could g
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It's time, more than anything
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I was disappointed with love, and like everyone else, stammered out of love
into a place horrified with meaning.
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One day a woman, one of several translators at Ellis Island, asks him why he has changed a passenger’s name from Checzowicz to something else.
“The name was too long,” he says. “Ten letters.”
She replies, “But you didn’t change O’Shaughnessy, and it has
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So I told her
think of it this way:
you’re my unlived life.
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I awake one morning to find that still,
the leaves continue to fall.
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They were once a crown,of some living stag -- not quite old,not quite young: now bone. Something at the cusp of its age. Here they stand, given by a loved friendon a place in my home; smelling, whenI get very close, of time. They are shaped like small…
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The first days of October are ordinary in the way that milk just hours away from spoiling is ordinary milk. You can baptise your cornflakes with it, but part of you knows the whole thing is just shy of almost right.
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I didn't hear your last words or see your lasteyes. I didn't reach you in time, so I sat by your corpse,silently saying goodbye. I am in that process,not sour, not sweet, that yoked speaking which can't(because the heart won't let it) utter its whisperedlast word, but…
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Rain dressed for winter, a win, she thought
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A Nocturne, whose grey mana seeped out of it mouth, grabbed the roof of the building with its large claws. Using it as leverage, it stood itself up, hunched over, its long whale like head roared like a loud horn.
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By February, I had decided,
That you'd tear out my throat every morning
if it meant your favorite song would play from my neck.
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" History ...is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake."
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Robbie’s wrists itched hard, the cord was sunk in so tight his hands were bordering now on blue, now purple. Too late to matter.
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A horse is a horse
Of course, of course
Unless it's a horse
Without a Loofah
You better look into the mirror
Check the picture window too
I may not be the only one
Who's broken
Don't it take a little more
When I'm not with you?
Don
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At the graveyard, the leaves had been raked into loose array....
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Able to search through centuries, I click, scribble, skim,resurrect wet stone walls, the smell of burning peat.Bob's your uncle; Peggy's your aunt.Name your family, child. My brother said helloto Uncle Shirley and Aunt Greg. I was more…
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The white space beckons-/
a blank wall in a decrepit neighborhood-/
wishing to be decorated or defiled
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It will always be this way/ won’t it, she said.
Me insecure, you unfaithful
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Over the years, his face
began to alter
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In the neon light and barroom shadows,
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