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Pity and Shame - At first Mr. Cowper just lay there like a heap of bedclothes, laundry for the wash. His face was so blank it was like it was erased off a slate |
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Rich People - Nobody stopped me. I followed the other guests and walked like I knew exactly where I had to be |
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66 | (16) |
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Berlin Dispatches to Remember Me By - in the end it's hard to say which element of the conversation I detest more, the phone or the people who call |
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82 | (19) |
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The Grand Claremont Hotel - As I fell asleep I had a very clear realization that, in all likelihood, I would never again enter Company Headquarters |
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Slide and Glide - It takes a certain kind of strength not to look down at a bottomless fissure in the frozen earth |
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Canon - Joan knew she didn't really enjoy writing; she was trying to Jill some deep void, the origins of which she chose not to explore |
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I Have Her Memories Now - I went to grade school with Marlie O'Hagan, the world's first recipient of a double-organ transplant. I despised her |
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43 | (14) |
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From the Last Bohemian of Avenue A |
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57 | (16) |
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Lines Composed at 34 North Park Street, on Certain Memories of My White Grandmother Who Loved Me and Hated Black People Like Myself. July 15, 2017 |
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73 | (6) |
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A Joke About How Old We've Become |
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79 | (14) |
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93 | (3) |
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This Drink Tastes Like History |
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96 | (19) |
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115 | (16) |
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131 | (1) |
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If I Could Set This to Music |
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132 | (14) |
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146 | (2) |
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148 | (8) |
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156 | (1) |
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157 | (15) |
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The Anesthesia of Abstraction |
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172 | (2) |
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174 | (1) |
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175 | (2) |
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177 | (22) |
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199 | (1) |
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200 | (2) |
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Poet Wrestling with Starhorse in the Dark |
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Can You Tolerate This? - The difficulty is that a person's life is held, essentially, in the spine |
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ON subtlety - The connotation of subtlety that has long preoccupied me is that which means "indirect" or "concealed" |
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On Jeffrey Tennyson's Hamburger Heaven - The things you love, the passions that make you stand out with zero chill---that affection will not always be a liability |
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117 | (3) |
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On John Hampson's Saturday Night at the Greyhound - Succinct in structure and potent in effect, it deserves its place among the great circadian novels |
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120 | (3) |
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On Robert Sund's Ish River - I'll forever be in debt to the book for helping me see place as essential to identity |
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On Herman LeRoy Emmet's Fruit Tramps - They were days of uncertainty and shame, desperation and anger, those many long months in the mid-aughts when I couldn't find a job |
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125 | (3) |
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On Kathy Acker's In Memoriam to identity - I knew I was attracted to her, that if I read her writing I would find something essential to me in it |
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128 | (80) |
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Recipe for Mystery - There is something devilish about Chartreuse---a liqueur long associated with lawlessness---being made by monks |
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