minor course corrections
perhaps there are some things better left unsaid.
"i have to paint you" is one of them.
systemic symphony
oh what spirit of anatomic vernacular!
nervous and his wit!
cardiovascular, oh what rhythm!
pituitary and her dews from heaven!
skeletal, what poise!
muscular, etched from the artisan's chisel!
integumentary and its legions of follicles!
lymphatic, less known but still very important
and digestive.... oh digestive
the ugly duckling that brings energy to all!
rich curtis
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palinopsia; or, i have worm poison in my brain
a worm put a toxin on my optic nerve -
which really is not much trouble,
cuz instead of hurting some crucial bit,
it just makes me see things double.
each stimulus that hits my eye
sends two signals to my brain.
the second is much weaker, though -
its image is rather faint.
it doesn't bother me any more,
(my worm-induced mind antic)
and in fact i've come to realize
that it can be romantic.
cuz when you walk by a normal guy
his one look must suffice,
but when your face crosses my view,
i get to see it twice.
austinrory hackett
editor's note: i really did get palinopsia in paraguay, and will have it my whole life
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involuntary assisted suicide
driving down the highway
good music and my mom's car
someone following too close.
there is something in my lane.
a quail.
it's a quail.
i think he is staring at me.
walking towards me. why?
move. please move.
i knew it was either his tail
or mine.
i used to think that fingernails
on a chalkboard was the worst sound.
not anymore.
aly cain
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i would give the world
neruda and saadi
to melt an angry heart
lindsay lark
to show a genuine soul
rock 'n roll
to displace restless fear
a silly love poem
they saw each other in a small cafe,
she sketched his image and he looked away.
her strokes 'came more desperate,
and he less perceptive,
as she loved from afar
and he kept it at bay.
jana kopeinig
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i have a.d.d.
email sarah about cd...
get distracted with email from sister...
post a comment on family blog while at it...
read the elite no-caps writing blog...
look up the meaning of coagulation...
re-read austin's email...
make first post on elite no-caps writing blog...
go back to finishing email to sarah about cd two hours later.
bianca merkley
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more
recently i have wanted to pray more.
not just more often but more deeply.
more heartfelt.
more of me.
so i was praying and praying -
releasing all of my thoughts in my head.
the ones that had been there for a long time and the ones
that had just arrived.
and i was praying and praying
and it felt so good.
then before i could stop myself,
i said the word "damn"
and i stopped.
and i was quiet.
then i kept praying because i knew
god was still listening
megan morton
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two ships, it's dark
it's a grip of one side
and a single mind refuses
to aim for balance
and as these ships pass in the dark
the weight of one side causes us to sink
and we look up with hateful eyes
waving a fist full of disgust
and before we realize we're dead
we remember how right we are.
so our refusal to meditate
and our persistence of hate
will not be a legacy remembered,
but just another
sunken ship forgotten on the ocean floor.
erik fullmer
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kitty glitter
right now i'm in vegas
but i forgot to bring a shirt
so none of these damn buffets will serve me
but the women will.
i'm the sexiest thing in vegas.
chris duce
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as a fan of the biggest loser, i wonder if these enormously obese people really understand what they are doing. in the course of a few months they divide their person by 3. in other words, what was once three people is now one person. i wonder if they have phantom limb syndrome where they go to scratch a portion of their abdomen and it's not there anymore.
dave anderson
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when i'm at work, i often say out loud, "i'm going to shoot myself in the head." when i said it today i realized how gross that would be. really messy.
when i go in public bathrooms and there is someone sitting in their stall waiting for me to leave so they can poop alone i want to say, "listen, i don't mind if i hear you poop. everyone poops." but instead i just take my dear sweet time so they have to hold it even longer.
i watched man on wire. i think phillipe petit is an arrogant butthole. i just looked up how to spell arrogant.
anonymous
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laziness: a case study
human hungers
human approaches large plastic bag full of rolls
human observes separation between hand and roll by plastic
human perceives twist tie concealment device
human contemplates intellectual and temporal sacrifice of operating and conquering intricate twist tie concealment device
human alternatively impales plastic bag with fist
human retrieves roll
human rejoices
bradley call barth
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i have never wanted something so bad
and been so far away from having it
++anonymous++
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jimminy cricket
i'd like to think
that everything happens for a reason
that serendipity is a true principle
that love at first sight
isn't something people lie about
that angels do get their wings
at the sound of a bell
that when someone says, i love you,
they really do
that my dreams tell the future
that eyelashes, wishing well pennies,
birthday candles, first star i see tonight,
really grant wishes
that fairies die
when someone stops believing
i'd like to believe
but i've recently stepped on my cricket
trav clark
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communication is contingent upon branching these empty/full expanses through words or physical projections.
lauren swainston
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puddle of love
one year i never missed a single day of school.
on wet days we feared the dangerous tricking pools.
so class stayed in and we sat on our floor,
silently tossed a ball while outside it poured.
on the bus ride home i sat behind my crush
enjoying the storm, watching the grass turn to mush
i opened the window and she started to laugh
as water squeezed through the crack and pelted my lap.
i smiled while the bus gracefully slid to my stop
there my brother waited to save me from the drops.
my friends ran with backpacks over their heads
as my brother started the car, turned to me and said...
watch this.
the car took off before i could buckle
my brother grinned and aimed for the puddle.
my poor little heart broke knowing i could not save
my one true love from a tidal wave.
myron nilsson
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footloose. 2009 for all you suckas
this week
i longed for a peek
at what is ahead,
spent too little time in bed.
celebrated my heritage with a keg,
of which we're still polishing off the dregs
(this is the remix y'all, this is the remix)
ate overrated pizza friday, and that's about it,
saturday dropped fire down a bottomless pit,
(ooooh shorty, drop it like fire down a bottomless pit, shorty)
chris crosby
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usurp and abdicate
we's can't pay no risin' mortgage
we ain't gunna toil n'more
we don't understand no credit, no numbers, no recession
we does understands dat we wurk!
ya they's got figures in accounts n' fast cars,
well we's got's numbers. we is numbers!
we's fast too n'stronga den dollas.
we's jus' waitin fur wall street tuh burn,
we's waitin fur their accounts tuh drain.
we's ain't gunna rule aftuh
we ain't no vanguard
we's not elite
we is you.
we's gunna take power then deestroy it.
we's all really duh same ya know,
we is just you.
euphemism isms
i'll trade you one
capitalism and one neo-liberalism
for one real-equal-opportunity-ism
and one feed-the-whole-world-ism.
deal?
ricky cheney
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