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In the Ardennes for the the first time...
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Feathers littered the ground beneath the sycamore, glossy black ones, short one and long.
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For the new year, I´ve given up palm oil.
Made shopping a whole lot harder.
Damn orangutans tugging at my conscience.
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A bedridden ward of the state,/
warehoused in a nursing home,/
unable to drive to the liquor store/
for whiskey and cigarettes,
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I kept my seat. Passengers packed in the aisle weren't moving and until they were, neither was I.
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You snore and the house is safe again.
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When they talk, they put their hands
like a cup around their mouth
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maybe a day in deep winter
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You
sawed off my wings then
Asked
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an artist sits in the sun
moving fingers through long hair
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I watch the dance
of devotion
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My mother is a psychologist. By that I don't mean one of these feathery voiced therapists who nurtures you through grief or self-doubt and has infinite faith in the human spirit. She's not the kind of psychologist. Not at all. She's the kind who develops
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Please be advised to have at least 2 persons to assemble this unit
Although it could take close to a dozen
Always include at least 2 kibitzers
Another 2 or 3 standing around sipping vodka martinis
Be sure to have enough olives to go around
And b
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Someone has locked themselves in the large stall
They’re smoking one cigarette after another
And pulling long stretches of toilet paper off the rolls
God only knows for what purpose
And yelling for anyone who’s outside the stall
To go get them
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The woman took a small note card from her purse and wrote on it. She then stood, handed the card to the doctor, and said, “Call me.”
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When he saw me, he jumped faster and faster, wild like something rabid.
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The rat had been informed, assured, cajoled in order to gain his assent—duly lied to, in other words, by the researchers with not one tear of remorse, with no smudge or smear of conscience . . .
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One of the views I've become attached to over the last decade is my suspicion that somewhere in the dusty closet of history, if only I searched hard enough, I would excavate a connection between early Christianity and the Serapis cult. Although I have accumulated some…
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Consider this. Only a sentence ago we were complete strangers, oceans of time, distance and thought between us.
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A fractured world we haunt: the streets, the schoolyards- Across the floodlit roads, where we shared drunk adonics: No marbled halls but towers that stole the stars' eyes- Flat-roofed serrations against…
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It's only just a poem. The good that's in us is us. There's a monstrous thing trying to get out and ruin things. To unbalance everything standing on tiptoe. To end the dance. To grab the moment and burn it down to the flat ground. They are…
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His small hands grew unimaginable vitality as he pushed and heaved against the strength of the ocean and it's depths and it's ruthlessness.
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i beat myself back into the littlon fish door, the algae sealing strip connecting as it does. Eons ago, i fell, and andy and i met with hands of crab and lobster in an eleborate room benaeth here, but I know very well, i am not him
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Vince did a dance of love and courtship around the Camaro moving crab-like around it with his arms hung low, raising them only to lower his sunglasses.
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But conversation, like music, is measured in beats, and he waits for more than one, and loses the moment.
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