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They arrive just after the mail slides into my basement. Gruesome, pieces that portend the ends, pieces that illuminate the furnace with a band of indomitable cream: I dream about employment at the mouse trap factory, where my father and my father’s father worked, but I was born…
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In the movie the woman leaves the man because he will not let her sit on his face anymore and she cannot fathom why that would be, sex was the last good…
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The rain, that drummer, I tried to hear between the taps. The sound of the rain needs no translation, a talk said once quoting a monk long passed. Did I…
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The general store in my town has two sliding doors. When the children get muddy at the river they will press their lips against the glass. One will wave…
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I set the price of gas. I sit between the woman who approves the cause of thunder and the team for missing circuits. A cloth wall separates our desks…
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I was pushing the mower around the telephone poll when he blazed across the grass. Do me a favor, he said and I said, I don’t have the rest of your…
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I always knew mint was the enemy. Growing against the raised beds, with garlic and beans inside. Pond in the background. Mint was an enemy in the way…
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They locked me in a tower at the edge of town, in a cell on the fifth floor, Fifth Before Sixth was the motto of our town, and roomed me with a man…
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