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In China I remembered you only once:the restaurant's speciality, chosenfrom a braid of live varieties,spiraled to the floor while the waiterflayed it with a knife flickedfrom his wrist. The snake made your initialover and over the black tile.What pain? Love's all…
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"My body annoys me. It distracts me from myself with its constant needs, never fulfilled. I feed it like a stray cat that’s been there too long."
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. . . quit being so rigid, open up to the pasta.
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["SEXUAL CONGRESS" VS. THE "STRICT OBSTRUCTIONIST" ... WHO WILL WIN OUT?]
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Lula’s fried chicken should be served on the hem of Jesus’s robe rather than out of a styrofoam box. It’s so good that I kept glancing at the little tray on the steam table, hoping to be hungry again, ready to yank pieces out of the grasp of strangers, to
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a poem that unwrapped itself so casually I tucked it under my tongue, just to make sure
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