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He was a liability. I knew I had to ditch him.
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44 miles out
the gauntlet of Red River pines
cast shadows pointing north.
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i was jus countin' your heartbeats, Emmie
and you know what?
i think they's the same as mine!
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Being a grandparent is most joyous when deliberately subversive.
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There are no city-chewed streets,/
only white and lilac blooming dogwood trees.
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The ethnographer turns on a recorder. The story began before but that is lost, like it never happened.
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When I died, she said, she was going to have me cremated and put my ashes in the cats’ litter box.
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I dreamt I was spinning down the coast in a convertible. It was warm, and the top was down.
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"The carpet's hot lava," my son cries, pointing at the ground from the sofa."Yeowch!" I say, leaping next to him.We sit together for a moment, silently contemplating our predicament."We need to get downstairs," I tell him. He nods, but does not move. He stares at the hot…
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Falling Water almost fell./
12 million dollars later//
it will splay itself a little longer
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"Tell me more about your volcano obsession," he said.
I told him about Pompeii. About the city frozen in time. And about the casts of people frozen in stances of eternal abject horror by a disaster they had no chance of avoiding, a disaster
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When I was sixteen, my dad’s new wife and her daughter, Mary Ann, moved in, so I had to get out. I found a burned-out one story place on Corey Road near the gas plant. When it wasn’t raining, you could see right up through the roof to the stars.
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There he was. Minnesota Fats, short and pudgy, jowly and blond-haired.
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The night we crossed the Madres my father stuffed his Stetson full of cash.
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You, the correct Other, the one I am looking for, you have exacting standards concerning where things must go.
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I knew I was on the wrong bus, but jumping off was a death sentence. I was afraid, but by then I was used to that.
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She is cutting his hair. The wind is in her curls. She rises and falls like a sleeping animal. He has removed his shirt. There is a towel around his neck, the smell of spice and banana, the scent of vacations. You are reminded of the time in the beach house in Florida…
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The man had come up behind me and locked my arms backwards. I could feel his cock or gun against my low back. He told me if I moved he'd hurt me and he said did I know what that meant? I did know, however I was watching from…
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She'd have to be careful, but couldn't you just see it?
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A small poem about incipient insanity
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Walking to class, Paula routinely fishes around in her purse to be sure the condom she thinks of as a close friend, even naming it Rhonda, is in there to help her avoid a pregnancy yet, even so, Paula admits that sometimes she daydreams in that boring economics class,…
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I had felt suddenly lighter and next thing I knew I was watching Leonard Tucker and Sister William from somewhere near the ceiling. I saw myself, too, at my desk, holding my songbook out in front of me like everyone else.
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r luv iz gud enuf 4 a tat2
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What I wanted was long-in-the-sheets sex...
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There is no hate in his eyes...
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....the first/
in a long history of indignities.
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What's missing from their bodies is nothing compared to what's missing in their heads. One man in particular, now almost 80. Wakes to the smell of napalm, cigarette smoke, gasoline. Is he still feverish? Will the fungus rot his foot? But he remembers he
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I had told myself that I would not cry. That I would hold on to my anger so tightly, there would be no space for pity.
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You say boxer briefs, I say pillbox hats
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Together / they peeled and fed each other pink fruit, / ordered expensive pink beef, went on / vacations and viewed pink sunsets / on paradise beaches.
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