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the memories return like they do every year at this time
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“What do you want for Father's Day?” she asks. “Sex,” he says, his mouth curling at the corners, “and a bottle of Shiraz.” …
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Mark Reep is a faded Polaroid oracle taped to the only unbroken window of an abandoned house in Ithaca NY.
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“still watersrun deep” is not my portionborn to make waves Formed from the ocean
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Tender veterinarian, even if you weren't so tall, or your eyes so warm, or your fingers so long, or if you didn't bend over my sick cat with such astounding grace, or shoot those quick, intense glances at me, I'd have woven dreams while in your uncommon presence. Vulnerable…
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my space heater throws a pale orange light
my white candles flicker in the middle of the night
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-Love is a rushing
of blood
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That’s when the inconspicuous-until-now janitor saunters over, glances down at their starlist and mumbles, “Don’t forget the sun,” and the astronomers all slap their foreheads and smile.
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Savvy as a nine-year-old playing poker with high rollers in Las Vegas, that was Paulie. She'd finally thrown Dick Weasel out the night before, but that morning Diana'd shot down their plan of sharing the house in a “man-free”…
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when unicorns took to flight / the poles shifted / the world flooded / and Pangaea busted open like calloused palm
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The end is rehearsed over and over;/
in a world without heaven all is farewell.
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It’s the unfinished sentences
Of the children on our refrigerators
That worry me the most
It’s the Fake News
It’s all the people
Living in their shopping carts
Without shoes
It’s the abandoned shoe
On the street
And the Abandoned S
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This little town lost its mill...
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First the room is blank white and then she is placed there and one by one everything is penciled in. Her, in a loose and flowery dress that conceals her feet; a black and white cat, who wraps her tail around her legs and looks up, head moving trying to interpret;…
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All is Ready I have bathed in patchouli oil and my hair gleams, lustrous with brushing. I am wearing my gold ankle bracelets with the ruby charms that my love gave me when we had been married one year. My robe is fuschia silk and under it I wear…
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Mercury and Gemini disappointed.
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The drip of rank meat, his muzzle, his back-barbed tongue: red.
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feet that would run until their soles were pages of Gideon’s Bibles, worn too thin to touch
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Minerva one night had a change of plans, for Mr. Wright knocked on her door in the form of a potbellied perv with a Vaseline mustache.
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If ever I read a poem aloud
It will not be from a podium’s shelter
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The steady sound of shoveling for the past three hours would have woken her, should have made her come to the window...
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drunkards indulge, addicts abuse
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wrenched its lower back trying so hard to lift too many stacked November clouds off the newly shaved prickly heads of the slowly freezing trees,like ring weights,and had to spend the last of its hours setting in a small square box in…
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As I walked down to the Subway, I thought to myself that now, after the horror in Boston, everybody looks like a terrorist.
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The trouble began in October, when Ava, an embittered receptionist who worked at a small museum housed in a five-story Westside brownstone, discovered that the floors were littered with enormous grey feathers
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a dry bony voice/from a desiccated soul/coughs up its own throat.
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We wore cowboy hats and jeans in the pictures. They both came off once his camera disappeared.
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Your specific request that I never submit to you again; ever, is cause for puzzlement, yet strangely motivating.
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