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she beats her childrenwith her voice, her watchtower,her megaphonegarbage disposal, third floor windowsill sagged to formsoggy cereal, curdledcreme un..
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he counted words like a card mechanic,always taking careful stock of what dictionhad already been dealt, but he came to findthat he could not quantify..
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go ahead and goalready. if you ain't gotnothin', what's to lose?go where you want to;go to heaven, go to hell,just enjoy the ride.go and go aloneand w..
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if i can't spare a worthless wordand say it straight-faced, tete-a-tete,i can't pretend, nor faint to fretthat circumstance is so absurd -in ways we s..
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we came into town on borrowed hopescounting 37 cockroaches around the door frameand the nights i slept there added up to much lessthan two backpacks a..
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at the time,whenIsaidIwould,whateverIsaid,whateveritwas,whenIsaidIwoulddo so, orsomethingsimilar,well,Ireallywantedto dowhatIsaidIdid.
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flags hung for passing trains to seebeside dirty laundry and drawn blinds,hording all the air of summeras women walk the streets in smocksand turtles ..
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when clarity comes with circumstancecomes blurred as to a newborn sight,a solid stance beholds the chancewhile not the weary, fearful flightthrough in..
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This would be for Brian.
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when i was four, mom would askme to read the big wordsoff the backsof tissue boxesthey said i read goodi told themthat phenolphthalein was goodand tha..
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