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She wears three or four tattered sweaters on cool days. She pushes a basket borrowed from a grocery store. There is a plastic lawn bag in the basket with God knows what inside.
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When I was a little boy, I had a thing about women’s behinds.
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...ancient answers for new questions.
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The missions never change:/
To plant a bed of fast-blooming/
Flowers of annihilation/
Across an unspecific plain.
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Somehow the world survives
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served as it is/
among these friends.
The frayed filaments/
tickle my chin and irritate my nostrils,
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the frost has made all tender greens bow
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Let's walk through this park. We can talk until dark. You have the look of a wolf. I'm not stupid, Jack. I'm a lamb, you'll see, once you get to know me. That tat is fierce and your leathers tight black. My ink is old and black suits me, I'm told. …
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It lies in rusting riot
of shadowed days.
Flying high its emblem wings,
forever stalled.
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By the end of my Saturday night shift at the Oyster Bar I look like some kind of filthy nurse
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To give proper credit where due, one name suffices for what humanity likely will be dealing with for decades, centuries, or millennia to come, and that name is “Technogenic Climate Change”.
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As the sun rose each morning, so did the lonely old man with it; a sad limping figure strolling across the front lawn with a cigar tucked in his mouth, lighting fresh candles here and there, perhaps on an imagined grave of some loved one long lost to the infirmity of time…
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Sixteen years married, and now she wants a wedding ring. He brings her a box of Cracker Jack. She doesn’t think it is funny.
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Ricky imagines bending her over his conga, yanking that bushy dark ponytail like reins and ripping into her. He sits, watches, legs crossed, smoking a cigarette. He needs a dancer for the Jezebel number now that Connie is showing. This girl would make a f
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(Insert poignant line here)
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During war, as in any terrible time of upheaval, burials are merely quick words and a scattering of dirt, if the dead are lucky.
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We were on the L train.You were reading Fifty Shades of Gray;I was reading One Hundred Years of Solitude. You never looked up until just as I moved off, always looking back your way and hopingyou would lift your head. And then you did, at the last moment,but…
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The body is an endless safari
filled with rhino sightings
and encounters with antelope.
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Sometimes I had the time right, and sometimes the place; that day, they came together.
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A figure left the building.
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The hour reflected those pleasant moments when evening hunger can be satiated by anticipation alone, before the pangs become demanding.
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I couldn’t begin to give an account of the latest days.
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And here you are. Before your time. Behind the glass.
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burnt-up leaves rustle and fall
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I was to limp with stunned, growing horror, as I navigated through the swirling smoke and maze of human corpses...
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I formed a snowball in my bare hands. Hard as a rock, I let her fly.
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They say, we have hangnails.
I say, I have a bruised leg.
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