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untilled, weedy, left to rest
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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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I took a left, it's less safe
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Mercury and Gemini disappointed.
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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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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 kind word chopped into its begging cup. Who cares? I'm scared. The problem is this house; it's sad. I notice when someone floats…
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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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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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In my seriousness I am not making the case that none of “this” (our contemporaneity, our historical moment) “matters”.
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Hurried, hassling suit in front of me is being awful to the barista. So she refuses to serve him, turning away.
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"covered in a sheen of sweat, flowers of salt bloom on my T-shirt"
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he wound up hating the woman he betrayed in his heart for betraying him in her body
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My hillbilly’s got a hole in it
And I think I’m gonna die
I swear you can see right through him
Got a big hole in his side
I think I pulled the trigger
On the truth gun at my side
Then it just got bigger
It started getting wide
He tried
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I wake up with the taste of mud in my mouth. Ashy, sulfurous, charred, with traces of rotten shellfish.
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Alysia raised the staff over the huddle and together everyone created a barrier. The wind blew past them and the grey mist surrounded them.
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“When I was six years old, Dad came home from Vietnam and picked me and Mama up from her sister's house in Boston. We packed a U-Haul with everything we owned from T.V. to toothbrush. Dad hitched the trailer to the Rambler and drove us South, back home to Carolina. A…
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