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“Tomorrow, we do it all over again”
“First off, thanks to God – or Jesus – you know what, throw one up for the Holy Spirit too, bro never gets the hearts. For blinding my eyes with the sun every damn morning. Parents, for the sleepless genes, and the gift of never teaching me self-reliance. Big ups to the newlyweds, Mr. and…
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“What Goes Around”
The doves clock in at Piazza San Morco for their morning shift Cats slit their eyes – eager to fatten She makes a promise, a pledge Winking at you on a moody piece of glass At noon the emperor emerges to sunbathe – nude The taste of burnt paella mingles with crisp, sizzling cold water…
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“PreCheck”
The cough behind me squeezed me forward. We shuffled down. Distinctly I tried not to glance at my phone. I was on time – early even – the sun not even glancing off the storm windows up above. Fluorescent light cast a pall over the proceedings. “Shoes”, droned one agent. I re-checked my identification, a…