Miscellaneous

Comprehension by Erika Dreifus

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May 1, 2012
exterior of centre de documentation juive contemporaine in paris close up on hebrew star

... I spend most of my time trying to narrow down a dissertation topic. But I am in Paris, after all.
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Glitter by Rose Hunter

0
May 1, 2012
blood drops on linoleum floor

One night the guy in the downstairs apartment ... cut his wrists and took a bunch of pills. Then he knocked on my door.
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Los Angeles, 1965 by Ruth Keally

1
February 1, 2012
los angeles skyline at dusk

A memoir poem...
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Urns by Nicole Oquendo

3
September 1, 2011
arms of girl in sweater wrapped around an urn

There’s not much about my father that I actually know. What I think I know now is that he’s getting skinnier by the year and old enough to stop doing things as he used to. Until the last few years or so, my father, in his sixties, passed for forty to strangers.
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1977 by Peter DeMarco

2
July 1, 2011
treehouse

The bathroom of the 7-Up plant in the Bronx is an artist’s canvas for pornographic drawings. A giant penis, balls with hair, vaginas, large-lettered dirty language. A perverse form of hieroglyphics. This new, raw world is a wonderment, far away from green suburbia.
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Depressive Episodes by Thomas DeMary

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July 1, 2011
Depressive Episodes by Thomas DeMary

At the train station, Amber greeted me with bells on. Underneath a school-girl uniform, crotchless panties tinkled the chime of a lone brass bell. I spun her love atop my fingertip, dribbled between my knees and launched the fadeaway jumper. Returning from dinner, she asked, “How come you don’t hold my hand anymore?” I...
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My Mother, The Darwinist Shopper

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May 1, 2011
My Mother, The Darwinist Shopper

In the catacombs of the Belz Factory Outlet Mall hung a pair of rayon Day-Glo orange shorts with a fat black elastic waistband, the missing piece to my patchwork fashion sense. My mother didn't flinch when I pulled it off the steel carousel with “clearance” in starburst font on top.
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Everlasting Gobstoppers Aren’t Really Everlasting

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May 1, 2011
Everlasting Gobstoppers Aren’t Really Everlasting

My husband runs, too, but to say that we are both runners is like saying that the man who gave us “Pants on the Ground” and Beethoven are both musicians. Already forgot “Pants on the Ground” and the man who gave it to us? Exactly.
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Délire de Kinshasa

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May 1, 2011
Délire de Kinshasa

The earth seemed unearthly. We are accustomed to look upon the shackled form of a conquered monster, but there – there you could look at a thing monstrous and free.
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Rig

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May 1, 2011
Rig

When the phone rings on Sunday night I know it'll be him. I answer chirpily, like I always do. And like always we talk about where the rig is right now, what the weather is like with him, what the weather is like here, little nuggets of nothing.
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