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    This morning the news came on I covered my ears. It behooves me to be apathetic. Besides… I’m a liberal, and I hate big government. I’m a conservative, but I’m also a pacifist. I’m an anarchist, but I know human nature. I’m a communist, but I also hate to work. I’m confusing m...
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    In the back of the closet, Riley Stanton found an old pair of Nike running flats that were still encrusted in mud. He held them up. They were white with red stripes, and the black swish was coming off the side of one of the shoes. The spikes on the bottom were very worn down, and they looked like...
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    When we were young, playing in the sandbox, The adults said to us, behave children Don’t call names, try not to fight over the blue plastic shovel, stop throwing sand at each other. Now the adults are fighting each other In the chaotic sandbox of the world Slightly different—there’s...
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    it seems like everyone is changing and I’m staying exactly the same. I’ve seen them in the cafeteria you know who--They stand in line holding plastic trays Talking away, talking away But the words are all routine and I’ve realized the funny thing is, it didn’t use to be this way. ...
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    Slowly. I ease open my eyes, bit by bit. Half-open—I heard the coffee chugging Downstairs, like a speeding steam engine All-open & I pick myself up Or at least I try. I can’t do it yet. I sigh. 1, 2, 3! And I leap up! Throwing my sheets to the front of the bed. But still no energy… J...
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    I used to breathe in nervously Now I breath out steam as I stroll On a December afternoon Slipping on the icy sidewalk Who am I? I’m not sure I’m a different person every week. Last week I was angry. I spoke with my middle finger Now I’m waving to the man who Is driving the shiny Es...
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    All aboard! Tim hollers from the shower. As he slowly slips into his own world, the story tape that perpetually plays in his head, I know he’ll be in there for a while. It’s this way every morning. I set him up to take a shower—lather up his hair with shampoo and everything. The only resp...
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    It was the summertime. There was a creak on the back porch, followed by a knock at the door. I hopped up and went outside to see who it was. “Look who followed me home,” my friend said dryly, pointing to her right. Standing next to her was a small, elderly woman, about four feet t...
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    Looking in my red Coca Cola mug (The one my dad brought back from Atlanta) I see burning brown liquid flooding my eyes Silver steam floating, gray ghost haunts my nose I open the dam; splashing in my throat Burning like an ember, biting my tongue Remembering when I was 12 years old Impressi...
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    I sit with him on the stoop of the drug store. He tells me, “I don’t go to school no more. I mean, I never dropped out. I just don’t go. When I was in those walls, I felt— alone. Now he smokes two packs a day. Drops acid, by the bridge. He waits. Washes dow...
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    Half-Numb Place I run up the stairs two at a time I close my door and close my blinds I take off my clothes and collapse into bed Thoughts in my head must come to rest I glance over at the clock— I take a peep: 11:30 at night… I am so excited to sleep… A few minutes I lie awake A...
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    “Okay,” the examiner said. “Please put it in reverse, and leave the parking lot.” I placed my shaky, lifeless hand on the gear shift and managed to push it into reverse. Neurotically checking each of my mirrors, I looked back and forth like a scared rabbit. I took a deep breath and remov...

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