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I can feel the boning of your girdle when I zipped your dress up. I think your gaining weight.But not until I grab your arm and turn your fat lips, ag..
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Good clean air is like ogre thew, old man Adleman would tell me;in other words,when art is ownershipto see it is to keep it inyour heart.(?)He told me..
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One moment I am waiting for the train,the next moment the transatlantic traintracks me unidentifiable to the Georgia hills.Venial and forgivable trees..
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Animals don't dream;this I am certain.Their minds are thepurest liquid.They have demonstratedtheir loyal tunesas specks forthe abnormal.As everything,..
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relievable spring,primed by faith or observance.Poetry comes down with it'stempting voice,it's rue assuagelike a morning asprinunder thetongue.I commi..
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On my mothers dresser are so many empty perfume bottles.I thought of bottles as disposible when empty, with the exception,they were once filled with u..
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Because I can't dance, the ascendency becomes privledged by the magic lake; where else to find substantive muskrats digging hole after boring hole an..
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The heaviest horses know their time is up. Thats why they kick stones in prude patternsand stand with their asses pushed so close together; to pee on ..
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initially I laid prone to the third sky. The second day I wanted the tambourines to last, even though our new seeds were locked in the old house. On ..
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the old dog is filthy, has a short, twisted legand pterygium covering my good eye. We were lucky to have cut him off before the bridge, though the dr..
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