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When I wake up from a regular night’s sleep, my body shows proof of the injuries I suffer in my dreams. Usually I ease back into this world with only a mild puncture, an odd scratch on my belly, a black eye from a bully’s punch.
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I knew I would miss your panties, those yellow cotton ones, the ones that brightened the hamper, the ones that smelled of your ripe treasure...
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On your profile you wrote, it takes the first few minutes to know if it’s real. I stared down this demon linebacker. I believed. There was light in its eyes, twinkle on obsidian. Right then I knew we were a success story.
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I named and name everything Mary. Mary was my mournful mantra in those years after you left.
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as if something amazing had just happened, or was about to.
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He'd disconnected the machine from the phone months before, after the funerals, so there was no chance it would be recorded over.
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I don’t want to debate polemics while I’m sweaty and naked. I just want my hair cut.
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He never mentioned his song “Breadfruit” fell from the sky, landed in his hand. The song climbed the charts: most downloaded, most played, most everything.
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My skin began peeling off, inexplicably, one summer night. Once, a piece fell into the soup...
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She was a big woman, a massive, misshapen tree of a woman, wrapped in a rain-coat the size of a tent. She wore a cap on her head, its beak peeking out, drops of rain slipping of its edge like so many pieces of transparent candy.
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She feels ugly but ready for anything.
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My girlfriend J and I turn the corner, see this guy sitting on the ground completely still, legs crossed, shirtless.
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I had the hair of a metal god, cracking it against the air whenever the stereo belched fists.
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I love how you touch me, your hands warm on my shape...
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Only now, I realize it wasn’t wise to date multiple women simultaneously.
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