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1. Junk RemovalArtists make thebest comedians. They tell yousomething seriouswhile tryingto make you laugh.2. I always thought he wasthe sensitive kidamongus. It's funnyhowit turned outto be me.3. Removable PuddingEverything beautifulis fullof danger.4. Two Fleas…

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(Later the police escort the students out, directing them to keep their hands in the air, as they file out into the parking lot. They wrap Mrs. Smedley in a blanket as she stares out blankly in shock. "How is Linda? Is Linda alright?" she asks the EMT.)

Feelings can't be measured, can't be weighed, can't be evaluated. I imagine invisible wings flitting inside us close to our heart like butterflies on flowers. Unpalpable, elusive, colourless lace. I'd like to be able to touch them, see if they're hot or cold. Perhaps…

In the dark I see the moon blast off

There is coffee to the right and whiskey to the left.

Rumors stranger than usual were circulating in Moskva. Naturally, they could not be confirmed, but they were making the rounds so thickly that they began spilling out of the capital. “Putin has become a superman!”

Such is the duality of small towns: the hope; the smallness.

Marcel Proust had never been to a big-box store before. He was dazzled by the sheer size and scope of the store and the seeming impassivity of the shoppers. So many products, so many shelves, such strangely intriguing examples of the human condition. The people seemed…

I wish

["And you can tear a building down ... but you can't replace ... the MEMORIES ... "]

Because I was not sure if the poet had said yearn or urine, I zoomed in on her mouth as she commanded the lectern...

"I write out of a deep need within myself for beauty. A beauty that I think can only be found through the practice, through the sacrifice over time that's required."

A poem not about fog written in fog with an erasable pen.

Iris is beside herself with excitement that the most popular girl in her eighth-grade class invited her to join her circle of friends after school. On the sound of the bell, she charges to the door to be the first out of the room and to race to meet Ange

Yes keeps falling out of my mouth