102 7 6
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No one has ever hurt a woman who is swinging a hammer and singing.
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13001211
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It is almost as if there isn’t a wedge of wood between us – I can feel him inches away from me. I can’t control the sigh or the tears that escape my body.
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9875
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had half my head shaved like I lost a bet.
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Tonight’s concert was called Desert.
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15221710
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“What are you doing, Maestro?"
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9141512
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Will it//
scare us shitless when we can finally/
draw ourselves a likeness of it?
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138375
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Independence Day was a Thursday. Frank had been invited to join some Yale Art School classmates in Vermont for a three-day bacchanalia.
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128144
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It was like watching one of those vintage eighteen-frames-per-second films of someone trying to open a stuck umbrella.
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93921
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Michiko never telephoned Frank from Washington or Chicago.
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Spam Folder
Skid Marks
Pork-Pie Hats
Cold Feet
Flashing Monkeys
Nosey Illinois
Warm Zippers
Stiff Nipples
Childproof Chewing Gum
These were the bands
that were there
at the mega concert
Inner Child
Recent Pork
Beef Libr
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1043105
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The catchy tune and cloying lyrics/
nonetheless etch their patterns
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117474
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I break your flesh
and make music
on the harp of your bones.
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15376
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Salmon and hake stare wall-eyed from an icy bed.
The Turkish coffee seller makes thick lattes for €2.00
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11854
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St. Brigid’s Crosses go for €7 a shot.
Inside the passage grave the walls are tight.
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The famine memorial is ignored by passers by and in a far corner a colorful Oscar Wilde is recumbent on a boulder.
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