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Relax, Relapse, RelaxWith shades of gray our lives / Intertwine / We collide always
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prostitutes and disciples and pastors giving applesat 9, my father took me to confess. / i crossed myself and stepped into / the closet-like space.
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cultural genocideour promised land is mortgaged / waters poisoned / your daughters legs are spread
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refugeei pull in to work / pour in the door like a refugee / fumble in my bag for a
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Ashley, Pt. I"You're looking fit," she said, the words sliding off her tongue. / "Thanks. So are you." / It was a cold walk up to the oak door
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jumping ship and writing the book (on being an asshole)I turned the corner cautiously / into the kitchen at work, / hoping for emptiness.
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Edie's Breakfast Date (Pt. I)Edie was caught in the claws of copulation. / She was attractive, with no roots showing / on the top of her scalp.
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"let's be strippers!"my roommates are plotting tonight. / "oil wrestling," says Tookah. / "mud fights," says Darby.
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slaughterhousetrace patterns that never / cease to replicate. / I keep you going forever,
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Diner from "Pulp Fiction" (Edie Pt. II)Edie strolled into the restaurant, her favorite place / as a child. / The diner was decorated in a 50's theme
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