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Those who don’t die, desire, descend. No song aloft arises from my irk. The seeing chieftain, not of sea, nor sand, nor boat, I till nightfall stammer alive, dig boneless trenches against tiding dregs and lathe, hunt, wallow, plow the hours, call in awei
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1912 11 8
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Jessie and Hannah drop mescaline together, and screw in an abandoned storefront crash pad. We call it the Rock Shop.
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1451 12 10
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published in The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg Review.
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1829 12 10
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I would love to believe
that this poem
might sell a poetry book
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1767 26 10
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maggots are small minutes in the trash i saw them
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1127 11 8
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beautiful, but you don't own beauty. You may be sexy, but you don't own desire. You may be smart, but you don't own wisdom. You may be good and kind, but you don't own love. You may like trees, but you don't own the forest. You may like to…
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1043 11 9
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The Poisoning I used to call my dad Serpico. Thirty years on the police force, and though a respected officer, he never fit in. He never had beers with the guys at the end of a shift or engaged in the more lewd locker room talk. None of the other cops were privy to which…
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1454 14 9
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I crave the confines of the convent
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1666 19 8
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YKK is a zipper manufacturer whose initials stand for Yoshida Kōgyō Kabushikigaisha. A boy told me (and I believed as a child) that YKK was my name in code.
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1409 14 9
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Shred the roses he posted, fling the petals like slideshows of storms.
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1147 15 9
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heart-shaped stones
love, devotion
no way
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1210 17 9
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In the next week or two, the red oak/
will loose and lose its leaves
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1240 11 10
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That won’t kill me, will it? I asked. Maybe, the doctor said.
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1391 13 10
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Fortunately, when the bird hits the sliding glass doors in our den, I know what to do.
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1293 12 10
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We can’t be sure. Perhaps it is/
some slight exaggeration of one/
or several elements that steals our breath.
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1723 7 6
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His toenails were so long they curled under and into the black leathery pads of his feet. They lightly clacked on our linoleum, tap shoes made of thick petrified roots. He didn't seem to mind.
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1500 22 8
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The eggs got badder as the cook got madder
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1966 10 7
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Every dive bar has a Max. Max is an elderly man. He wears a dented ball cap. He sits at the end of the bar, right along where it curves and then slams into the wall. You may find it cliché, but when Max enters the room, the patrons actually announce, “
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1481 16 9
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She was as distant as Mao, someone I never met, but whom everyone carried in their eyes,
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1245 22 10
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7:23. The grid abandons us.
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1497 21 8
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1188 11 11
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I recognized the smile. It was a “I’ve got you where I want you now,” smile.
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1292 13 9
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Stalks were scythed to submission one stroke at a time
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2117 15 7
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He needed an editor for his Yale dissertation, the shifting borders between criminal justice and the internet. But the sex was inevitable. He was six two. I was blonde. I don’t think we liked each other very much, but that wasn’t important.
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2027 22 8
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We are a funny story, my brother and I. Twins of Africa in a kitchen on wheels the size of a cupboard, we serve tourists baguettes and pain au chocolat, in the gardens adjoining the square where the tricoteuses did their knitting, heads were chopped and..
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911 15 9
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I am a housekeeper at a private women's college in upstate New York.
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1035 15 10
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No canopic jars and fine Egyptian cotton.
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1040 14 10
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1413 10 6
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Rarely is Quay Street so clean,
Monday in rain,
Neactain’s ticking over with
Slow jazz and crosswords,
Stout and steaming anoraks.
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1998 12 6
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Opposite the foothills, on the field's southern edge, was a stand of old eucalyptus trees, each one a gnarled sentry with bark like burnt skin peeling from its trunk.
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