325 17 17
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Something about shadows and last time and driving.
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329 17 16
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The art of boozing can't redeem a bastard.
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279 20 15
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203 14 15
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the making by taking away
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316 23 14
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Life, like a kite string, is slipping out of
your hands
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284 14 13
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stray fingertips undid your name and wept
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284 23 12
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235 14 12
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We danced the pee dance after too much Seven Up and tasted odd Jello dishes.
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279 15 13
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I almost kept him
on the shelf with all the trophies.
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312 18 13
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with secrets and the scent of grass
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261 15 13
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I asked the hospice nurse about maggots.
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328 25 12
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382 20 12
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The eyes, luminous and large-
each an infinite bright blue ocean
Wind ruffles feathers
My ego and vanity also/
encourage me not to wear a mask.
An aberration/
that general circumstances/
will remedy, and soon.
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After her grief had subsided, the wife felt immediate relief. / Suddenly she was free to abandon or pursue loneliness
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285 12 13
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The child was delivered, set to breathing, and whisked away before Fae Anne could even catch a glimpse of her.
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308 14 13
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269 13 12
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The little Lady and I drove down to New Orleans to take in the Mardi Gras festivities we’d read so much about.
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314 19 11
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served as it is/
among these friends.
The frayed filaments/
tickle my chin and irritate my nostrils,
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351 27 11
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282 12 12
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A thin line separated her lips, like something sketched with a pencil.
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283 19 12
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She's not a poet, but does she have to be? She comes to the reading to read the poems of her recently dead husband, for she made a vow: that she would read his work at an open mic. Now she is keeping her word. It's her way of keeping him alive or maybe it's his way of…
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338 12 11
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He understood that people no longer read or thought deeply about things but continued to write anyway. He understood that Einstein's theory of relativity was proved correct during the world's longest eclipse of May 29, 1919 when photos of the Hyades star cluster…
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234 17 11
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My poetry is bare, showing its pink and purplish imperfections and its injuries. I buy it a dress to hide its bruises, to ornate it a little, to make it smile. On its rather ugly and mishaped body, the dress looks comical, ridiculous, clumsy, like a bird with a broken wing.…
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353 12 11
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The rain hammers the windows, an unorthodox pattern on a sad Sunday morning.
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336 13 10
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270 12 11
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Snail ooze and bull semen
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301 17 10
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It is a day of swallows and grasshoppers, of white clouds and suntanned arms. In the yellow field wheat ears burn, lit by fantasies. One of wheat, one of rye. Summer love, holiday love is in the air. Under the thickness of the harvest, their roots search, call each other.…
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328 19 11
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Girl with glasses and
skinny fingers
playing with wires
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On Monday, May 7, 2018, at the age of 67, I had a stroke.
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I have become interested in Carracci / Ludovico Carracci
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