1655 27 7
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It's a business, after all, all are quick to remind us. True dat, and the sun always rises in the east and sets in the west, and death and taxes...yup yup, we know. We get it.
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1814 9 10
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I get out of the pitstop at the reststop, wade through parking lot hiphop. Hummers with Jesus Luvs George W bumper stickers, and a subdued slow hurricane of dour obese women in powder blue and tepid brown walking about the place like zombies. And I see t
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1110 15 9
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I will wrap up in quilts that still smell of summer sun
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1587 11 9
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Traveling with a live chicken on a city bus is an experience I hope never to repeat.
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1157 18 8
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he who laughs last is probably a dumbass fuck
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1617 11 10
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he scans the headlines of the tabloids as he waits to pay. “Dog Accidentally Shoots Man With His Own Gun, Elvis's Hidden Extraterrestrial Daughter, Swedish Man Bursts Into Flames on Train Platform.”
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locking the door against dangerous//
human curiosity and forgetfulness.
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1369 12 10
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She’d once read the Time-Life Encyclopedia on The Universe and became obsessed with the woman from Alabama who was singled out, by a rock from a far place, in her sleep.
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1616 17 6
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On the very day I was fired from Penn State, in 1971, I was also kidnapped by a short-lived underground student revolutionary group who spelled their own name wrong. They shoved me into the backdoor of a yellow rusted-out car on Atherton Street, blindfolded me. A…
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887 11 10
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The last thing I remember is falling below the water, lungs filling with liquid.
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834 9 8
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I used to be so certain
about right and wrong.
About choices and their consequences.
About heaven and hell
and how there was
no room in between
no space in between
no point in between
(take that point how you will)
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1284 14 9
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Each day, they trot the coiffed/
and painted cadavers across the stage.
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1157 12 10
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When we go to the streets/
we’ll have no guns
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1569 12 9
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Wake up! But it was already too late for Charles.
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1949 4 2
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The first band I was ever in was called the Coming Cunts. Coming wasn’t spelled with a “u” because we thought the phrase would come off too transgressive.
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1414 17 9
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I turned on the television last night, and one of the networks had a segment about a girl with no nose.
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1314 14 9
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There’s a price / on everything
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1091 15 9
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far beyond the far beyond
sparkles the stars like sparkles
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1505 14 10
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Sid, the owner of the red convertible, always slept with his twin Lhasa Apsos, Helpless and Hopeless. He was an early riser and took his “girls”, as he called them, out for a brief walk, yes, and also he was up early to take his morning penicillin because he…
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1877 10 9
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I hear the slightly scratched voice of Joan Baez coming from
the record player singing about the junipers in the pale moonlight,
applause erupting like hailstone on a corrugated iron roof.
I am singing back through the bedroom wall,
wishing the
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1236 12 9
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Who owns the moon? What title search/
could ever make a claim?
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1326 14 9
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Pain is the saddle which rides me
Pain is the cowboy's gun
More morphing, please!
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1028 15 8
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Effluvium is such a lovely word, so hey surprise it covers rancid butter, vomit, fertile gingko fruit trekked in from the pavement.
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1997 11 7
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The revolution. It found me, and I didn’t even get blown by the bomb.
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Squeeze the Word into Flesh
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1341 12 10
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When his wife left him, a friend told him that resentments were like canceled checks. You weren't going to get your money back.
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1593 14 9
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Maybe all quarterbacks are shitwads.
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You would think when a bowl hits a tree the sound would be fierce, a loud clatter as stoneware explodes on birch bark dispersing shards in daffodils and grape muscari, but the noise is gentle, a thudding clink like empty bourbon bottles rattling hollow in…
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1651 12 9
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in which creative destruction holds the heads of entire populations beneath the surface of the water in bathtubs until the bubbles stop
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"Perhaps a divorce?" she continues, thinking of his thin, long hands and how they almost, not quite, but almost, made their usual pattern on her body, remembering having queried many men on what their most erotic sexual encounter was and found that the an
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