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believe her
From here, I hear, from my chair in the corner, too tired, I fear, to do…
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all along
He walked out ahead, tolerating us, tolerating her, tolerating me enjoying her, all a little drunk…
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health
Why am I receiving Men’s Health magazine? This is now the fourth issue to arrive in…
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therapy
Broke my best spatula today, just snapped into three pieces. Was attempting to get under a…
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imaginationland
Tired and irresponsible, plain not thinking. What is all this now? I love to think, but…
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we time
Yes yes, going to be hanging out with you this weekend, chair and desk, desk and…
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006
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decampment
You touched me Delphic and acute and then took it right back and I wondered if it was…
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just a thought
Balance now, yes, balance by default because that’s all that’s left. Followed by…? Well, what? Answer…
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salaried
I see my salary as if it were a tangible thing, but I never see any…
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encounterings
They meet, an encounter, chance, for there is no other kind, and they watch and listen…
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nothing something
You were on pins and needles all day, waiting to hear from me—or so I assumed,…
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dimension
On my couch tonight trying to feel her through the wish for full-blooded besidedness, feverish, imagining…
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difference
Sorry for your loss, hello, pleasure to meet you, sorry for your loss, pleasure, sorry it’s…
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profiling
Well, here goes. I’m a thirty-something Capricorn (textbook), Christmas Eve baby, six-foot-five, 220-ish pounds, 100-ish kilos,…
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somerset drive
Canoeing with my dad on the Shenandoah. The smooth river winding along, trees leaning in, sitting…
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burning
“You hear about the fire?” ? “There was a fire—a fairly big one, I think, in…
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nice / love letter
I could write you a love letter right now, and I don’t know why, or why…
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nowhere, now here
Read books, I swear I have, real ones, quite a few, in fact. And I suspect I’ll…
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open
I’ll always be here for you, she says. When was she ever and what is this…
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painting
We all go through it, we’ve all been there, that’s life, it is what it is,…
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cold
A train horn in the distance tonight, long and low, makes me think of home. We…
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fortune
The shoeshine guy from the store across the street walks by me on the sidewalk as…
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letting, going
Something, someone keeps saying you’ll always be here. I can still hear it, and it sounds…
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again
Fuck you, 2015, year, you. You and your predecessors, most of them, some of them, a…
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birthday/look who bought a couch
My eighth birthday in this city, a week ago, in my eighth year here. What did…
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why
Well hello new, you don’t know the first fucking thing about me, do you. No question…
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missing
I know now. I now know. I know all about missing. I get it, after all…
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what’s new
When this year began I was busy saying the city might be my salvation because I…
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monique
Monique speaks French and I tell her that’s nice, but not in French though because I…
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recovery
Life gets ugly, we know that, it’s right as rain and true as glue and clear…
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dreaming
I saw my daughter in a dream last night, only I don’t have a daughter. I…
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facts
I have a new job. It’s better than my old one, and the one before that…
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away
This is personal. I’ve been away, again, and I left right at the moment of swearing…
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losing
She gets on the train in the morning and sits nearby, just happens to, like she’s…
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New
Dec 31 Cleaning my stove and refrigerator on new year’s eve is perfect because it doesn’t…
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fitness
Contrary to what my employers seem to believe, I am extraordinarily unfit for my day job which…
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publications & major awards
When I was a bright-eyed, bushy-tailed part-time grad student and full-time, spectacularly underpaid university office staffer,…
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kerouac face
It is a little-known fact that Jack Kerouac was the first howler monkey to break into…
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re-enchanted
Sorry, buddy. I was gone for a while and I owe you some kind of explanation.…
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morning
Morning is the time to let thoughts think. That’s the thing about it. I think. Just…
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real
None of this is real, right? I’m just making it up as I go, imagining? Monday.…
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time
Time flows like a rain-swollen river, carrying the detritus of hopes, dreams, regrets, certainties and uncertainties,…
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traces, empty spaces
I wander around crowded places looking for empty spaces, traces of life and activity. This predilection to…
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origins
This is where I’m from, roughly. It is also, now that I am away, an island…
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leave me alone
Where does Thesaurus.com get off suggesting I “meet Chinese lady?” I came for a synonym and…
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closer
Seeing this makes me feel closer, just closer, no matter how far away I may be…
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inspiration
Very inspiring. I always thought this was a one-man job but maybe I should swallow some…
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enough!
This is what happens when I’m trying to write but nothing seems to make any sense,…
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truth
This is the cave in which doubt, fear, and inhibition speak in whispers lightly amplified, echoing…
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falling out
I fell out of love here—well, not so much fell out of love as a love, the longest-lived and…
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