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I'm walking you / through Pere Lachaise
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He hiked the hills of her condition
She biked the path of his delight
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My wife goes away for a few days to the little town where Hitchcock filmed The Birds.
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You should have
marked that territory like a conquistador,
mounted him like an equestrian, left no
what-ifs in your wake.
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I would be proud to be your house rabbit. I make this case: I will listen flop-eared close to your every concern
and exhultation. If I doze off nudge me. I wake quickly.
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He would not take Prozac and talked Jesus to her as if from a bucket.
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You hear the thrum of blowflies first...
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My brother and I had often debated whether we could get our father to shave his moustache off, just to see if his sophistication remained intact without it.
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The lungs forsake their love of breath. The arms/
resist throwing off the small weight of sheets.
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weep or go stark mad your amanuensic fool will bury your words
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If things continue to go bad for her she will become second wife in six years.
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Soon enough, October’s ragged/
lawn will hide its deficiencies//
under withered leaves of oak,
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screw everything, youth is plinko
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She was a forward-motion girl. She never bothered to learn to walk as a baby. Instead, she stood up and ran.
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He understood that people no longer read or thought deeply about things but continued to write anyway. He understood that Einstein's theory of relativity was proved correct during the world's longest eclipse of May 29, 1919 when photos of the Hyades star cluster…
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“Just curious,” Sean says, “but what’s up with the old Pinto out front?”
She looks at him. “It’s my boyfriend’s.” Her green eyes are flat: What business of yours?
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that day is my barking up and leaves falling down story, but in their elephant slowness it seemed no more than the regular run of the sun slightly disappearing here, and then maybe reappearing there, like a lost color, way over the horizon, or the…
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Pholcidae...Daddy Long-Legs
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My mother pointed to the soaring red towers, each with 600,000 rivets, she said, put in place by men like my Pa, by their sweat and arms as hard as balcony railings.
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What led to the current situation was that about a year ago the conceptual artist had been shocked to read in a small item in a newspaper that a conceptual artist in China had also grown an ear on his forearm and this discovery had led the conceptual artist to make a …
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Forty years later he was still her Romeo, she his Juliet.
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Evening was drawing nigh and Mosby's horse had tired from the daylong ride.
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Reality for us must be broken so we can fix the one small insect of it we can capture and pin, wriggling.
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I am experience and information//
at a small but irredeemable remove.
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Today I'm feeling fertilized by an egg—
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and dreamed itself infinite.
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When we would leave her place I never had a firm idea where I was taking her except I knew - and she knew - that eventually we'd end up back at my place. We did this a lot when her husband, Mack, was out of town. Every couple of weeks his job took him to…
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We can apprehend beauty only/
by framing it with the photographic/
paper’s edge or the novel’s margins/
and bookends.
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Early Spring, 1075, Northumbria: Judith, too ashamed to speak, too angry to cry, waves her handmaiden away. She wants no food. Wind drives icy rain across the thickness of…
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Go to your room. Children are meant to be seen not heard.
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