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Well, I turn the car off, the song turns off, I gather all of my stuff, turn off my lights, inevitably drop something as I’m getting out of the car, shut the door, lock the car, fumble for my house key, walk up the stairs, unlock the front door, set my
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The place is a living rebirth,
And all death is only temporary.
For soon in the land, the soil,
For soon in
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Count the corners where one turns
from Artist to pragmatist,
and there – within that mist,
is a slain ghost waving its fists as all
the single dead cells past adolescence.
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We set traps for bear rats.
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Two summers ago, there was a flickering moment, before my conscience kicked in, when I considered setting fire to this house.
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And she warms her hands on fresh-cut gizzards, And he forgets the taste of honeyed peaches
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Stares up at the minute cracks in the box.
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unlike drift wood tossed ashore
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It drifted into the sea, I say, when you ask me about home. You’ve only known me for a few moments, so you’re not sure how to gauge me. You laugh, and make an Annabel Lee reference. The English teach in me wants to hug you. The New Jersey in me wants
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But she knew what she would find. She knew it all the moment she felt the sticky fingerprints behind the slat of her old oak slay bed. The fingerprints that would only be left from a person grabbing it from behind their head. The fingerprints that she
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in the much more terrorizing display/
of male pattern stupidity//
as seen so often on TV/
in the House and at Fox News.
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Don't mistake my eyes for supplication.
My invisibility is your nightmare.
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