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...galaxies burst into an infinite slide-show of the absolute... god?
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88188
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...with all those stab wounds no way I'm betting on her odds...
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1623517
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...I am so out of this numbfuck place, this tired valley...
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You hear the thrum of blowflies first...
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129463
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She breezes through the door, cellphone to ear, with the confidence of the affluent. Can you look at my left rear tire, the dashboard indicator says it's low. Back to her phone, Oh, Marsha, hi, how are you, you gorgeous WOMAN, you!? Hey, I'm on my way to…
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I avert my gaze to the crab grass pushing through broken concrete, the spent condoms, the empty vodka nips rolling at her stockinged feet...
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4th of July weekend, Woodland canyon, summer heat like the Garden of Eden, lush, green, secluded. She lay by the creek in a lounge chair under dappled shade from the sycamore trees, listening to the frogs jump and the birds sing, admiring the orange tiger lilies that…
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No jobs except drinking...
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He picks the Chevy so I naturally get a Ford. He loves Italian and I develop an allergic reaction to tomatoes.
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...she lifts one shell, sips a little, then swallows the creature whole.
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Mist falls from the opaque sky and splatters crystals in your hair...
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1900
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I feel watched by an unknowable jailer.
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The wind whispers to the Tigris River. I talk to the water because I am shy to God. Birds gather seed. Tigers devour prey. Hyenas lick up the scraps of God. I sit in the dark and worry. I watch death rise like heated…
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But I do not dig graves, only cradles...
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Never water down the bottle...
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