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Two logs to make a fire burn,
one real, one fake,
for we have learned
that's all an evening fire takes.
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After he’d told her on Friday that No, he wasn’t going to sign that contract for the cemetery plots she’d picked out—“I don’t want to spend my whole life knowing exactly where I’ll end up” is exactly what he’d said—the marriage, as far as she was concerne
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“Time to check out,” I tell myself, looking at sailboats and surfers from the open window of my hotel room. I inhale minty incense and gaze down on a dark-skinned woman in a sombrero beneath towering palm trees. Laid out before her on a folding table ar
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I want to be adored for something and chose poetry to be that something adored for. But Annie doesn’t see why anyone would ever choose anything over love.
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“Many years of co-dependency,” he said.
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She sat down in the big soft chair in front of his desk. “In your religion you believe in past lives, right?”
“Yes, reincarnation is a tenet of the Hindu faith.” He replied.
“As Catholics, I think we believe that only Jesus had the power to come
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And it seemed that, just a little more—and the solution would be found, and then a new, beautiful life would begin; and it was clear to both of them that the end was still far off, and that the most complicated and difficult part was just beginning.
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Fumes of sugar rose to Kofi's brain - intense, foreign, disquieting. At every turn of the handle, Kofi wouldn´t know which flavour would suddenly prevail, whether he would like it, or how long it would last …
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Oh sweet, sweet morning light
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It happened almost overnight. There were long lines of cars at every filling station. There was anger, open hostility. Cars were backing into one another in line, trying to jockey for position. I don't think anyone could believe this was really happening
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This is Bop even if you think it doesn't sound like that.
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I've eaten all the sunflowers, spit the husks of their pupils onto the flood plain and cut away their stem-stalks. Now nobody can behold the sun. A feeble manx is trying to retrieve the cookies she dropped in the bubble bath tub. Snicker- doodles or…
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One can’t predict the final cadence of one’s life.
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Her eyeballs are made of fur, like plush little bumblebees at home in her sockets.
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“Listen, Mother – you’re my ticket out of this burg and I’m not about to cash it in!”
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The next week, she sends a small white box in the mail / with tissue paper, a ceramic mold the color of bleached bone—
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"She saw they were absorbed in making faces at each other with a smartphone app that enlarged a mouth."
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Since we are heading past the outskirts, we find ourselves with a hidden reserve of valor and ability. What is this ability? It is the way we look now at strange new clouds menacing and waiting. It is also the way we head forth into them and their environ
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Tell them words are math counting forever four letters of truth
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They had to dress normal, my other boyfriends, be beardless, hairless, everything torn away, plucked, shorn smooth, because it elicited moisture on the tongue (when I was with you.) But I grew bored as the day before I first saw you.
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temporary objects of desire
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“Lassie was a hack,” Jim the Wonder Dog says as he looks out over fields of soybeans. “She couldn’t act her way out of a 25 pound bag of Purina Dog Chow."
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1. The sparrows' heads revolve slowly when you press the red button, but the boxing glove attachments don't work.2. A weird weaving of voices, unmusical harmony. One phrase punctures the texture: “The empty slot.”3. Poems are processed into more useful verbal…
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Judith was a bed wetter. Judith was a first-year college student and she was embarrassed that she wet the bed.
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“Help me,” the man said in his mind. He lay beside the folding camp stool alone in the middle of the woods, in the clearing where he and the dog always rested.
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Hipster-neutral dressed simulacra-person offers a glance and a wave, sudden as a ping-pong serve, designed to crowd your space and "pal" you but I dodge it — I'm practiced at this.
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The darkest fruits are the sweetest, as we exit the brightness. And when god stopped us for a moment(a moment I'm not quite sure has ended) we saw those messages none decipher. What was the point of seeing? If we could not even read them, Was it the…
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Periodically I try to vacuum up their eight-legged asses but they hide in the cable drop.
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The old man sat in the run-down shack, nursing his lobol-weed tea, and cursing the bitter cold wind outside.
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