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 don’t be shy I will win you the biggest (insert thing you want here) I will catch all your throws smile at all those jokes except when they... [read more] |
 'Hello?' 'Good afternoon. I'm calling you regarding changes to Medicare which take effect January. I need to verify that you have Med... [read more] |
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Received a notification from my bank Whose reputation's unassailable For notifying me, them I thank My monthly statement's now availab... [read more] |
 I laugh at the belts: two lines of blue, no difference to me. You say it matters— you say it has always m... [read more] |
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Know what it means to do something 'on spec'? Might be risky, 'on spec' short for 'on speculation' There's a chance you won't get paid, what... [read more] |
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Lantana in the Clearing Clusters blaze at the forest’s edge, imported fire dressed as carnival bloom. A gift once carried acro... [read more] |
 My husband, who had ordered so much death, could not avoid his last gasping breath. The stars that glisten in the sky tonight seem to bring... [read more] |
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outstaring a blank wall You stand before a wall. It waits, blank as withheld breath. What hovers for you? Drafts unpinn... [read more] |
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Ink Stains Ink stains, ink scars, ink wounds the page, marks the hand, and never fades. Ink stains, ink mars, tr... [read more] |
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These long-haired, naked male adolescents could not have cared less for a Marxist Revolution. Coupled romantically, they sought only each ot... [read more] |
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Yes, the old photograph is as quaint as all that: Lenin, his horse-faced wife Krupskya, and a cat. Only the cat did not know what was apocal... [read more] |
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Three out of four pet dogs were slain on the night of the Romanov's martyrdom; did they die at once, or slowly in wounded pain? Perhaps Leni... [read more] |
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His title was second assistant deputy under-Commissar (the Bolsheviks loved such titles in that day). And he was . . . I mean . . . he incli... [read more] |
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Were you also there, on I-Seventy, K-Bone, dusk that November twenty-third?--- wheels like my father's (highly efficient on this run though... [read more] |
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Lord Jesus, I ask You to forgiive my life's spiritual hesitation which has caused wild swerves of eccentric gyration. In these final days, I... [read more] |