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When the planes crashed,when the levees broke,when the ground shook,there was a song I dreamed of,humming subsonic,a chorus of voices and prayersuncorked like the little brown jugthat holds all the love and memories.In the outback, Aborigines believewe create the world by…
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If I should wake/
before I die,/
just shoot me through/
the one good eye.
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they’d been pumping him
with Dilaudid at night,
to adjust his palette for what was
coming, in the soft lamp light he
watched his long fingers sprout pink
caterpillar fuzz, knuckles morphed
into hinges for Monarch butterflies,
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She was not the usual member of the band, not the girl nextdoor, not next to any door, not a regular housekeeper or woman. She was a ditch digger, a pied, circular piper, a mouse hugger.
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I watched as the light fled
from your eyes,
No slowly dimming lamp,
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Poor, pocked Ceres- dwarf planet/
trapped among mere asteroids-
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Betty, batty from hormones, in a fanciful fit, named her daughter Lavender. Husband Don winced. Brothers Donald, John, Billy, and Tom were puzzled and pleased by this sister, this girl, who was a little bit like them, yet not like them at all. …
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The three of us traveled seven hours that day and Al traveled as far in the service of finding the right tool for his writing.
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He sat at the bar and waited for her. He looked at the noon drinkers with indifferent eyes.
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They ask about WWII and he claims no kills...
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She learned the difference between listening and hearing, between looking and seeing.
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I told him he was just paying for his sins. He gave me a look. "Why me?" he asked.
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You make your art when you can and Perhaps vice versa. You really Don't know what that means? Consult your tarot. You make your Art and visualize your mind As a large pool of water. You Make your art and if you're lucky They may…
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"... I knew Willie had gone— out the back door or out the side window. I knew he probably slipped over the fence behind my house into Lou C.’s backyard..."
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It was 14:24 official eBay time. Louise had spent hours looking at over 30,000 items under “Elvis Memorabilia"
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I have become interested in Carracci / Ludovico Carracci
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chains across all the old doors
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Over his usual ham sandwich and Pepsi for lunch Uncle Waldo used to often say, “Going out in the dead of night without a flashlight is dangerous” and I'd nod but I kept slipping out, sneaking down my secret path and take a dip in the rich neighbor's pool because…
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He grew red-faced at her quiet words, "I'm pregnant."
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Coward, cuckold, she taunts: So be it. He's not a young man anymore, nor as clever as he once was, or thought.
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Every Monday you brought your Sunday finest to the bus stop...
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is every word is a small step takenaway from you that arcs back to me likea mamba's mouth. I'm not going aroundin place so much as running in circles. You can see my devilry here. You arethe truth here and that makes me the lie. You'renew morning. I'm much, much more…
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The shop is swarming with little women.
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There was nothing to do but dream ourselves forward. Nothing to do but not die.
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I walked to work back then...
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Let’s play a game. I’m thinking of a word.
Do we have to?
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She's always sitting in a soft chair watching television with little stars dotting her elbows and lightning bolts on her wrists.
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The man meets a woman while out on his lunch break. She seems nice; they strike up a conversation. Before leaving, the woman gives the man her telephone number. The man goes home and thinks about it.
It’s been a long time since he’s been on a date.
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There was gonna be a rumble in our schoolyard. An outright brawl. It was gonna be just like Blackboard Jungle. Only real. Not some movie at the Duwamish Drive-In. Every boy in my school, it seemed like, was lined up outside except me. All the third and fourth graders…
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