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when the mirror cracks
my eyes won't cry
it's a perfectly
respectable (romance)
between her and i
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Someone will labor to keep it alive/
although the body will want but/
to return to random particles
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1438199
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I know this: the sky is vast here//
and the sun unforgiving/
to any architecture not the best
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The murder of two teens late one humid night on a tiny rural Virginia island brings a dark, malignant mystery edging into the village known as Leicester Court House.
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She is unsure if it will work, despite all her reading of physics and flying carpets and propeller planes. The practicalities of aerodynamics in application remain to be tested.
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“The beginning was good. That’s what he likes. The moment when you’re driving in the open air and your hair is flying and your skirt is whipping up around your knees, and he’s smoking, of all things, and happy and looking at you."
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Each day, I lose more words-/
nouns and verbs- but especially//
proper names. People and places
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1259179
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let’s press our words into the clay/
in language so completely dead/
we have to re-imagine it.
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My man wears chartreuse shoes.!
He wears chartreuse shoes like a new king
right there on Main St.!
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the ugliness will not be denied
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I don't remember much before my brother moved out, but one thing that stands out in my mind was the bathroom we shared. He'd pull a stool up to…
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As if to ask if I'm okay, as if to ask aren't we the same two on this wet December morning as ever, as yesterday, a month ago even, she shoots me a look as I stand by the bed, then her sane mild brown eyes…
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“I found a recipe on the net and now my hair smells of pumpkin.”
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The brain taints everything it brings to us/
with its limited apparatus, its precepts,//
all the things it thinks it knows.
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A constellation appears in the shape of Van Gogh’s missing ear.
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"Your mother does sailors," the parrot screeched.
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Dear Erin,And people call ME a pussy. Fuck you,The Cunt
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We liked the orderly Newtonian/
with its fundamentalist action/
and reaction, its rules
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It was when the party hit a lull and a woman wearing too much rouge was going on about her parakeets that Tom decided to set down his bourbon glass and pull out his gun.
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The voice in the sand: "If it has soul you must funk it."
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the Way that can be mapped leads nowhere.
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This will be the century of infinite sadness,/
sadder even than the Twentieth/
with its expansive catalog of horrors.
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A woman who is, say, a culinary arts champion or an heiress devoted to literature such as Bryher (Annie Winifred Ellerman) or Peggy Guggenheim might be able to turn me on, turn me out, turn me around.
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"S- E- X -- ever heard of it?"
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He was here and then he was gone. He wasn't at my ex-wife's house either. On Tuesday we were at the circus and that's the last I saw him. I jumped into my '68 Beetle, one step above a clown car, and I stopped by The Big Top. The carnies were there, smoking cigarettes and…
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Fine gradations of the fractional/
fissure the eggshell whole we crave
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by myself next to just one wide-eyed moment of wild blued out ocean. You know the one I mean. I don't want to have to speak to you, or even- alone- to myself. I'd like to be left inside the poem it makes me feel without having to get up and pee every…
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feeling empty as the
bottom of a bottle
dry as a bone
in death valley alone
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