300
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I told you that your pants were too long. You said the way they dragged on the ground, collecting subway grime, reminded you of a baby dressed in purple with a tattoo of flames on her wrist. That baby, I said, has come to end the cycle of oppression. Why else do you…
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3600
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I saw a picture of you, Grandma, lying in a hospital bed in a blue gown. My heart wanted to escape, like I'd swallowed a tiny yellow bird and its wings flapped beneath my sternum. Aunty said don't worry, it was only carpal tunnel surgery. Both hands. You'd…
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8761
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You filled your bag with rolls of film about to expire. The planks of the boardwalk were dusted in sand, a cold wind blew off the ocean, the approaching fall. You said you preferred people in your photographs. The Mexican boys selling rosaries from a backpack. The old women…
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27462
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One of your roommates called to say your apartment was infested. You'd been staying with me in Brooklyn and hadn't gone home in weeks, but now you needed my help to remove furniture, move boxes of photo negatives, before the exterminator came to spray. I'd only ever been to…
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76310
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She left the bathroom and slammed the bedroom door. He heard the lock close.
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7387
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A couple argues on the subway, her back is to me
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100843
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Hail the yellow cab the yellow one will do just fine as second condiment to the sun
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137698
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If you get crushed in New York City
that's your own problem.
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23944
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pieces of lint
from some heaven
unknown
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1279117
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“Everything is neon, “ I say.
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15001615
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lost in a taxi cab, 4:30 am
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12881312
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screw everything, youth is plinko
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14997
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Days like this I operate this city
on muscle memory.
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10276
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No one has ever hurt a woman who is swinging a hammer and singing.
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9875
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had half my head shaved like I lost a bet.
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