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This
house of doorways lacks hinges;
each
doorway lacks its door.
472
rooms in the village, all their
doors
are mis..
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This
path we travel can it
be
walked as one? Regardless
how
dear the affection, no
matter
the sincerity
..
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I
was a 13-year-old basketball star.I
had a growth spurt and blossomedhalf-a-head
taller than myclassmates,
still too short to ..
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When
I opened myself this morning,
I
found an empty can, not even
the
little bits of tuna you usually find,
the
kind of wast..
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There’s
a boy with no feathersperched
on top of a desk in a chairand
he's flyingor
being taught to fly. Hands substitutef..
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All
those tales about blood
and
battles and the war-
I
have none of those.
My
favorite book
as
a child
..
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I
made this bed and it's a doozy
from
the floozies inside the mattress
to
the thick-headed headboard
and
the hard-d..
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When
I, yes, I.
Are
you listening!
When
I, the smallest
son
of a smaller son,
when
I invite vague
sleeplessness..
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Some
days I think I'm dense
like all my best sentences,
the lines
that enshrine sensibilities,
joys
and affections.
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