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Starbucks, Americano

Sitting behind the tall windows, staring at moving pictures of people walking back and forth down Harvard Sq waiting for my Americano to cool down. A chinaman argues with an Iraqi over parking validation a block away. A homeless, negro … Continue reading

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Death of Antiquity

Grandpa died like an antique taking 25 years to leave. I remember him only broken. so, I don’t know why I bother collecting the pieces. if I had them all I wouldn’t know how they fit. instead, I assemble a … Continue reading

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A Blessed Man

A Blessed Man walked up to me a ragged backpack slung over his left shoulder a handrolled cigarette between his remaining eleven teeth     -smoldering letting out pathetic wisps of smoke. “Let me cut the bullshit,” he said. “There … Continue reading

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Days of the Week

Monday lay in bed with Tuesday, tears streaming down her flush hours, sobs hiccupping the minutes, Sunday’s spit still clinging to her cheek. Tuesday waited until Monday left the next morning and decided to change his ways. No more, enough, … Continue reading

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Sugar

Your words were sugar to my ears, but you talked and talked, until I convulsed in diabetic shock with each honey suckled syllable, you spoke.

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