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Our sons do nothing but drink and roar
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A crone dressed in black pours liquid from a bottle onto the egg. Whiskey. Gasp! The egg cooks before our eyes!
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Sometimes he made us punch pillows. "Harder!" the shrink would yell.
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my foreign mouth embarrassed the teachers. my jumbled words gave people sad faces. so wrong these words of mine. even the mentally retarded girl would not talk to me. just looking at my garbled mouth made her slap herself. and my writing. oh no. my writin
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The dancer was a little chubby, but I didn't mind. It gave her more to shake.
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Confused, I paused and locked eyes with the girl who’d just bounced it with the long, dark hair. “I just saw you with it.”
She stared back at me. “Do you see it in my hands now?”
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She looked up, blinked. Fuck are you? I shook my head. Nobody you’ll remember, I said.
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Cinnamon and smoke
infuse the days that shorten,
chill, accelerate.
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Yet it was another thing to grow to become indispensable to someone without whose infirmities the helper could not exist. People in general had started to call that helpless requiring “codependency,” but to Althea that word did no good,
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We're not here for idle chit-chat, or ESPN, or fish tacos.
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In the bearded sun, I see a golden goat.
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We aren't designed for darkness. Something deep inside of us, something much older and deeper than us is telling us to move away, get to warm, because if we don’t, come winter we will die.
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Paid and laid, they leave.
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I peel off my shorts and tee-shirt, step out of my shoes, and crawl into bed. She wakes up then. "Oh, my goodness," she says.
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I greatly enjoyed imagining each wonton was one of my personal enemies and then biting it in half and pretending I could hear it screaming piteously as I chuckled and dragged out the chewing.
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I'm sitting here listening to Nebraska and it's / breaking my heart
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To whoever reads this next--Henry James makes my head hurt.
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1. Everyone disappears.2. Stars map themselves.3. The moon fills her bathtub over and over. You can't watch it for too long or you go mad, shouting, "Just get in, get in!"4. The ghosts of certain broken poets stand under apple trees and lean their hands on the…
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It's as if there are little men inside her head, wielding hammers.
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Orchids, and irises.
Tulips, and a sunflower too.
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Conceptio culpa
Nasci pena
Labor vita
Necesse mori
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So I licked the Anise from my fingers.
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I know now, how she moves without verbs
after you crushed her into the river.
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For those of you with a position cemented firmly to the contrary, I happen to think I have a great face, actually. My face, maybe I talk about my body a lot, but my face is pretty great, really it is.
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the signature of God/
consigning everything/
to the saturating energies of time.
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In the air a shining heart, wet lungs releasing and releasing, your sweet milk head, your pulsating skin. Only an inch separates us. A shimmer of hot air trembles like boiling water above the highway. There are seeds floating in the sky. These things will become other…
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