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"Come into my face." said Duras famously as she neared death. This is very beautiful. If one takes Duras to speak of something akin to the 'face' as given us by Levinas, and we may display this face here as something like an Husserlian universal…
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You think about the first time you saw an axe
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The water burst into droplets of rain and fell on top of her. Chisame laughed out loud, a joy that overwhelmed her as she repeated this feat over and over.
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This time is different. The dream doesn’t continue with endless walking.
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Okay, let’s go swing by The Strip. Appositely labelled. A little cutting of concrete Britain, torn off and transplanted here in the Greece of antiquity. Strip teasing. Divesting the flush Northern Europeans of their pleasure tokens, in return for token
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Fat robins are chirping –
loudly – at 4 a.m.
They’re trying to delude
the worms into thinking it’s
dawn already
The worms get up underground
They’re grumpy, they
bump into things
They come up to the surface
and Wham! That
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In grief, I'd ride a slow train there with you, /
one hand in yours and one hand on the rail,
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The bison know a lot about Longfellow
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You have transformed me into an aimless, sleepless wraith...
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Scientism/Natural Science is an Idealism:Diogenes is said to have refuted Zeno's theories of motion by taking a stroll. We must presuppose that there is such a thing as a stroll before there can be such a thing as a stroll. We must think that there is such a thing…
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an after-thought of scattered pines
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The eggs got badder as the cook got madder
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At first when she walked in, I thought she looked like a wet dog. Then after a minute, I’m trying to wrap my mind around how perfect she is.
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Cos I play hard that’s why. Everyday hard. You want someone who ain’t an everyday player ? Try our Closer. But ain’t his fault he’s always sat there in the pen, like he’s taken root. His number lines rely on the rest of the team. So he’s flatl
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I remember the tan guinea pig, dead of dehydration. Through the wire bars of her cage I viewed her body. She lay stiff on her side, stretched out, as if in her guinea-pig dream she had been running through grassland, open and close to the sky.
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Down South now means August cold snap,
the forties roaring my wool cap
off my head.
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Frank says if I eat the whole bowl of live crickets he’ll give me five dollars and his grandfather’s silver bullet from the war.
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Julie had a thousand freckles the
color of mud.
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Since Patty got the lumpectomy, she won’t sleep with anyone but Cal, because he was the one who went with her to the hospital and wasn’t surprised when he saw the scar.
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I watched as the light fled
from your eyes,
No slowly dimming lamp,
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One by one our friends are kicking the bucket. Let's get together. It's now or never, we figure.
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"This above photo by goerte' shows the natural state of a bourgeois subject' - Friedrich Nietzsche "the naked image is more fat then the never naked word, because a pig is an interpretation of a mind, also hog are more green when they worship rationality, because…
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The damaged lining of this awkward appellation is just bewitching, begging of the light test prod — OW! and then stern mastery: Introducing the cruelly hooked thumb with ragged nail, plunging up, ripping into and down…
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Infinite patience, tempered glass hearts—is this what it takes? /
Shatterproof backtrack, slow march through reversals—too, what it takes.
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full of mad hope / we dash into the street / leap into the fray / and enter splendiferous lists
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Stop! the voice commands in a guttural shriek. Do not move. You are under arrest. But the voice is only in his head; he has created it the way a writer creates characters on a page, and it is just as real to him as if someone were really there.
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A killer enters the room. No one notices, and the show goes on.
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Tasha loved to tease the rain. She sat still with her legs folded on the bench, never once looking the clouds in the eye.
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He was a Decembrist but he was not / one of the hanged
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