Stories tagged poetry

The Rest of the Story of Mom

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Easing her hand with her other hand.

The Rest of the Story of Mom

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Easing her hand with her other hand.

The Endless Dream of Humanity

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Pigeons are really the souls of what were once beggars in the endless squares of Paris, Venice, or Jerusalem. They are born with the soul of a beggar attached to them. It is stuck beneath their wings. They cannot fly without it, and they ar

A Paris

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Examination of Faith (And the Big Bang)

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The marble, it's just there. I can't explain how it got there (or when), all I know is that everything is in that marble. By "everything," I mean every thing. Your breakfast? It's there.

Before Language

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Living in the dark ages without language, I think I’ve been dead long enough. You can come out of the vast fields of night. Come out of the vast galactic storm without light. The darkened dreams that speed past with their false and brightly lit

Glass

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Momma takes us to the candle store next door where everything smells sweet as she opens, closes glass lids, lets us lean our faces close, smell pumpkin, lavender, trees...

Bum on a Stoop in Paris with a Bald Head in the Rain

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Bum on a Parisian stoop begging with his big Jackson Pollack bare head in the rain The water running in streaks all over his brain Reminding him of a painting He once thought of Keep going, you’re coming back again. Get out of the car wrec

No One Else

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Man standing outside a bar talking to his own reflection in the window when no one else is listening

Massachusetts Man Catches Fire After Applying Sunscreen

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a plateful of empty bangers!

Aging (Fibonacci Sequence: 0 1 1 2 3 5 8 13 21 34 55 89)

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Tell me your secrets: I am the one who truly wants to know. Lemniscate, I move toward ∞ today.

No One Else

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The Theory Behind the Statue of the Unclothed Horseman

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With his toga thrown over one shoulder because it was so hot out which has led to various and sundry theories of the naked centurions riding on horses in this manner through some unimaginable desert on a long march or even along the banks…

bath salts and the death of mice in e minor.

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jesus is my boyfriend but dont tell anyone. god cant find out cause hes a total homophobe.

Family Leave

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I look at her really look we both know her time is fading "I'm just sad that you won't be there."