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Her pudgy face, flour-coated and sugary and so life-nurturing in the past, had a different spark now, a searching look I’d seen as soon as she opened the door.
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We've worked silence over /
Like pros, our best work together.
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His wealth showed best in her full figure.
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"There's a concert next month," Sherry said. "Why don't you come to that and I'll introduce you? Then we can go from there."
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the continuous racket, a buzz saw trumpet
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Ted did not understand turn-of-the-century costume dramas, and because he didn’t understand them, he often referred to them as "chick flicks" or "English crap." Even when the principals were not British. Even when the principals were Winona Ryder.
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I’ve paid my dues in this dimension/
so show me where the rest of them are
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c'mon honey let's go get stoned
the night is falling
where did you say we were going?
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It was one of those weekday mornings in early spring when Marjorie and I could wander from chapel to chapter house with only security guards for company.
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I know what he meant.
I've been in the 3 A.M. cream cheese.
I've known the hole in the bagel.
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This is my secret source of income, you see....
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Well, now it has fallen away some
but I felt better about it when it was raging
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instead of gun metal deceit, sounds of malice;be a drop of rain.
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Commencons (let us begin) our deconstruction of la bouteille typique de shampooing (the typical shampoo bottle).
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She thought maybe an angel had called out her name. She wasn't sure. She was waiting for her older sister to return with Jujy Fruits and bonbons. The theater, neither light nor dark, was to Cassie's ten-year-old mind, an appropriate-enough setting for a v
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I'm re-invented on Main St. every single day.
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Saturday at Portobello market. Wind whittles leaves from the trees; casts shop signs into windows, turning glass to shimmering fishscale.
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“106 more miles,” she said.
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His wife leans her head against a beam with her eyes closed
while he reads out loud.
Her mouth shut tightly, almost twisted shut. She's so weary.
She raises her collar and sinks further into her neck.
When he shouts, or explodes — nothing. Not
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some days you wake up/ to feel horror/ wrapped beneath your blanket./
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The rush of noise inside her head was making her breath short and her palms clammy and there was nowhere for her to run. She couldn’t fight. She had no reason to smash him in the face, but her hand trembled with the urge to do violence as she rubbed it up
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I. When my lips mouth yours where they are…
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Dark morning sleet whitecrusts the world
once more, shrouds remains
of January thaw:
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"...just like you rehearsed..."
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Cockroaches may be falling through the holes
in the floorboards of heaven, but we will not be disturbed.
We are agents, free and clear, even if a little bit mean.
I want to quit worrying about money,
but the angels upstairs won’t let me.
The
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where are you today?/
where you are is the one thing/
i love & cannot know
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First you must accept /
the speed of light as constant. /
If you can’t do that, stop reading.
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The photograph has no date,but these are my long-ago kin,ancestors just before the boat,six stone-faced on the English shore,sepia on cardstock under glassstill clear in severe, dark clothesexcept one who has been markedout, maybe with black wax,which runs to the bottom…
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