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  • Nonfiction > Interviews
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    As I stood looking around the vivacious room filled with kneepads galore, camera crews sprouting from the cement and Drew Barrymore smiling and signing autographs—It took me a second to jolt my body into reality. I was stuck in a surreal haze. The atmosphere of the building held a miraculous glow....
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    My chest feels heavy: breathing is filtered, stomach on an unbalanced axis and I crave you. Head is sore from dreaming the morning away. Eyes feel coiled... from being tangled by labyrinths trying to find you. Fingerprints are numb for they need yours to keep them simmering wit...
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    My joints are marble, ankle soles pegged to the tar. Bruised rooftop shingles follow my eyes to the cars. Misty lampposts doubt the gravel’s dandelions. I unplug and soar highway, flyway, free......
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    caps lock keyboard snare-drums hands bruised from rose vowels an anonymous editor cage match * dust crumbs veiled under keys blank debris of springtime fishing poles of right-click wonder begging * spelling: glass mirages pixel and panel webs find replace select your insight ...
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    I was shocked to discover that you had kept the clay bottles. The containers we promised each other no one would see, our private mailboxes away from the world. Recall the splattered beige? It wrinkled and blotted the newly taped walls. They didn’t seem to mind. As long as you raked ...
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    help me run from the cork board swords and dishcloth ropes that want to gunk gasoline on my dormancy. pairs of white socks poke their blooming toes from the fabric valleys and vegetate the floorboards. wattage is low on lampshade spirits. i vanish from the capitalization and delete th...
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    To the left of the puddles of crabgrass and evergreen saplings sits a peeling table once used for picnics. Ethyl Acetate – (in a quaint shade that requires 2-3 coats and a safe residence in a cabinet far from heat and flame) – lies in flakes on the bench. Here a girl brushed n...
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    The question is simple and deucedly literal. The inflections are obvious never, and I quote, “frivolous.” Your suspenders humor me and the tobacco puffs serendipitously have no spite to their spot. But please. Put me at ease and answer the question. Are you happy? Groaning, “Sure...

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