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The art of boozing can't redeem a bastard.
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One***Every morning is cruel. There is steam from his warm body revealing that I am holding glasses to ghosts, these old things bleeding me. We are two animals still and desiring salt.***Two***Loose magiccigarette smokehe devours one more womanwith his poacher's…
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Life, like a kite string, is slipping out of
your hands
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I almost kept him
on the shelf with all the trophies.
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with secrets and the scent of grass
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I asked the hospice nurse about maggots.
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The eyes, luminous and large-
each an infinite bright blue ocean
Wind ruffles feathers
My ego and vanity also/
encourage me not to wear a mask.
An aberration/
that general circumstances/
will remedy, and soon.
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After her grief had subsided, the wife felt immediate relief. / Suddenly she was free to abandon or pursue loneliness
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The child was delivered, set to breathing, and whisked away before Fae Anne could even catch a glimpse of her.
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The little Lady and I drove down to New Orleans to take in the Mardi Gras festivities we’d read so much about.
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the frost has made all tender greens bow
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stray fingertips undid your name and wept
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A thin line separated her lips, like something sketched with a pencil.
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maybe a day in deep winter
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She's not a poet, but does she have to be? She comes to the reading to read the poems of her recently dead husband, for she made a vow: that she would read his work at an open mic. Now she is keeping her word. It's her way of keeping him alive or maybe it's his way of…
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He understood that people no longer read or thought deeply about things but continued to write anyway. He understood that Einstein's theory of relativity was proved correct during the world's longest eclipse of May 29, 1919 when photos of the Hyades star cluster…
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For a few/
vivid weeks, deciduous shrubs and trees/
will seem to glow like flames and embers
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The rain hammers the windows, an unorthodox pattern on a sad Sunday morning.
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In the Ardennes for the the first time...
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Snail ooze and bull semen
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It is a day of swallows and grasshoppers, of white clouds and suntanned arms. In the yellow field wheat ears burn, lit by fantasies. One of wheat, one of rye. Summer love, holiday love is in the air. Under the thickness of the harvest, their roots search, call each other.…
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Girl with glasses and
skinny fingers
playing with wires
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On Monday, May 7, 2018, at the age of 67, I had a stroke.
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I have become interested in Carracci / Ludovico Carracci
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