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Not like a Palestinian mother clinging to her baby shot through the belly or the baby clinging to the last moments of life in the arms of his father who, when the life departed, held him up over his head

Carpe Tempus

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Now all I have left is yesterdays.

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I had the idea while I was in the county jail. I would get jail glasses; I wouldn’t be me; I’d be some other person. I could pretend that it was someone else rotting away in that 8x12 cell.

Lilies

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Every spring, outside on the back deck, my mother and I have the same talk about how time flies, and she always waves her hand in the air as if swatting at a fly, but there's never anything there. She thinks the lilies will live all summer spread like a rainbow,…

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I Once Knew a Sparkledrop

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He does not read what he’s giving them permission to do to him, just signs the release.

1992, What I Wanted

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I once dreamed of taking a trip to Northumbria with a lover and reading the poem together on the fells.

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Bible Stories for Atheist Babysitters

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Miracles don’t happen to the poor.

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In moving crowds I plan to break you.

Interview with the Cat

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Plume

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Gossamer wisps bloom in the barren air.

White Room Trials

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She eventually learned everyone had their own truth, and some of them were not true at all.

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Dream

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She wasn't even trying to live.

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A Locked Door.

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I look at that wall, it has piss-stain yellow paint and water scars from several years of leaky pipes. I say I wouldn’t mind that, if he took out some of that wall.

Bonfire

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1 is another.

Good Fences

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I built the fence myself, strong and high and aesthetically pleasing. It was high enough to provide privacy on both sides, but from my bedroom balcony I could see everything. More than I wanted to see.

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The poppers, the Viagra, the chorizo – all had been ordered and all had arrived.