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A letter arrived todaywith return to sender scribbled in an unfamiliar scriptbelow the stamp.It doesn’t smell of the tobacco smokethat lingers in your beardor the soft breath of peppermint schnapps;instead, it’s yellowed by hours spentben...
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This piece is an erosion of an article in the The Onion (Denver Colorado edition) March 5, 2009 Vol. 45 Issue 10 Husband, Wife Unaware They Are A Comedy Teamonline link: http://www.theonion.com/content/news/husband_wife_unaware_they_are_a ...
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how was your dayby Kit Muldoon & Edward Wells II"It was just another day." Norman drolled to his Mother."But I'm trying to tell you about my day.", she responded and quickly continued, "The bus was right was right on time. I can't believe that th...
Orwellianism enacted with articul...
Do you hear that? Among the melody of war drums and the sleepy sigh of a recessed economy, the fatherly hum of Orwellianism wafts on the morning breeze. Hauling the laughter of doublespeak on its wings, it labors to lull the cacophony of a chaotic wo...
naked by (permutation of the lett...
You know that time that You knew it happened But the look on everyone's face said no it didn't They didn't know You didn't lead They're insane You're still here They hated Winifred to state the p...
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driving driving my bare feet dangle out the window we can pretend I have long red hair twin braids down ...
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there’s a world out therewhere all the pigeons have tourett’sand all the girls wear red lipstickwhere the blind are led by unicornsand all the cops ride scooterswhere tortoises wear knee socksand cheetahs chat on Bluetoothwhere neckties a...
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i want to lick and kiss you at the nape of your neck, the seam where your hair meets your skin, like Texas corn fields meeting the sky; i want your fingers to leave bruises on the backs of my thighs, small plum smudges as a s...
On the aspirations of a well-trai...
What if I could transcend the boundaries of normalcy and boredom in sex? What if there was no such thing as real sex? It would be live sex, of course. But harmless in the act and unreal in it's returns. He calls it harmless. I tell him harmlessness i...
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swinging on swing sets under starry skiesthe liberation of the dissolution of the time trapcould you hear my Ketamine callings?my only true lament laid away, laid to restfree from the emotional vampirism of servitudescut from the cord holding you in ...
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Shards of GlassYou said you would always be there,Well ha, ha, haWhere are you now?We pass as if we're acquaintances,Mumbling a silent prayer-Laconic and lacking gesticulation,Saying things to serve only the purposeOf acknowledging eac...
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i use a compound miter saw to cut off people’s fingersfingers that touch things they are not supposed to fingers that stealhurt and break....
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Sometimes I periodically table the elements Fork goes on the left Knife goes in the back The butter is at 10 and 2 A perfect gentleman that always wipes the corners of his wounds...
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Like all Big Money U.S. court cases, this one was settled out of court for an undisclosed sum. All the same, the case created a national stir, becoming the hot topic around the water coolers and internet chat rooms. It w...
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