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There's a mirror in front of me and I thought it was so I could see myself, but I didn't want to see me.
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Over the years, his face
began to alter
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Down cellar, my father showed me where he kept his beer stash. It was in a cubbyhole under the bulkhead, where Mom never thought to look.
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I am abandoned to the mundane/
calculations of a small mind/
trapped by small considerations
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I'm transfixed in Tower Records,all the CD covers dancinglike a thousand little TV screens.Your whispers a remote controlchanging those flickering images.When security asks us to leave,you drive my car as I slumpagainst the window.I close my eyes and transport usStar…
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You should be calling 911
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fire rolls through
the drive-thru
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Cavett asked McCarthy what she thought was overrated about Hellman. McCarthy–never known to mince words–replied “Every word she writes is a lie, including ‘and’ and ‘the.'"
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At some point, my lottery number/
was in the mid 300s. I was safe/
for whatever reason. No need/
to burn my draft card.
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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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