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  1. Kid named it for his dad, who ran a cigar company and moved his family to Philly so we could read for free and fall asleep in chairs Kid named it for his dad, who ran a cigar company and moved his family to Philly so we could read for free and fall asleep in chairs
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    Kid named it for his dad, who ran a cigar company and moved his family to Philly so we could read for free and fall asleep in chairs

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  3. Have you ever fallen in love with a baby? It is HORRIBLE. It is horrible because it’s so WONDERFUL.

Today I took him to Washington Square. The morning was bright with sunshine, trees, squirrels, buggies, old men, and black & white spotted dogs.

The sprinklers synchronized along the park’s edges went off section by section. We watched the water caught in sunshine. His head went from the spigot’s utter force to the droplets fanning across the lawn. Back and forth, back and forth. Child was figuring it out like he figured out the latch on his Avengers lunchbox and closing the refrigerator. Sprinklers!

"Cool, right?" I said and he grinned.

He laughs when I say WATER with a Pennsylvania pronunciation. He laughs when I eat his feet and pretend to spit them back out. He laughs when anyone, including himself, sneezes because I taught him to find it hilarious instead of startling.

When the sprinklers clicked off, he looked at me like, What now? 

We went to the fountain and he got so excited he grunted little urgencies at the water. Water! Water! I cried on his behalf.

WHO ELSE CAN I SEE SEEING SPRINKLERS WITH BRAND NEW BABY EYES? Besides my hairdresser Ken Shawarma, nobody. 

You know when people say, “We don’t even have to speak, we just understand each other.” This is actually true with babies cuz they can’t say a thing. Nonverbal communication is totally underrated. People use words like smartphones: incessantly. 

Babies don’t complain about petty bullshit. They don’t pick at the flaws of other to feels better about themselves. They don’t cut people off in traffic or instagram their high chair trays.

Babies are BETTER THAN ADULTS. I know this is a controversial opinion, I also know that it is true. Babies take delight in everything. You should see this kid with an empty cracker box, it’s like Christmas every morning.

And that’s what I tell him each new day. Happy Tuesday, September 30! It’s a beautiful day. The sun is shining.  

I don’t know what I am going to do without him, see all these sprinklers alone, no thanks! I don’t even have a hairdresser :( Have you ever fallen in love with a baby? It is HORRIBLE. It is horrible because it’s so WONDERFUL.

Today I took him to Washington Square. The morning was bright with sunshine, trees, squirrels, buggies, old men, and black & white spotted dogs.

The sprinklers synchronized along the park’s edges went off section by section. We watched the water caught in sunshine. His head went from the spigot’s utter force to the droplets fanning across the lawn. Back and forth, back and forth. Child was figuring it out like he figured out the latch on his Avengers lunchbox and closing the refrigerator. Sprinklers!

"Cool, right?" I said and he grinned.

He laughs when I say WATER with a Pennsylvania pronunciation. He laughs when I eat his feet and pretend to spit them back out. He laughs when anyone, including himself, sneezes because I taught him to find it hilarious instead of startling.

When the sprinklers clicked off, he looked at me like, What now? 

We went to the fountain and he got so excited he grunted little urgencies at the water. Water! Water! I cried on his behalf.

WHO ELSE CAN I SEE SEEING SPRINKLERS WITH BRAND NEW BABY EYES? Besides my hairdresser Ken Shawarma, nobody. 

You know when people say, “We don’t even have to speak, we just understand each other.” This is actually true with babies cuz they can’t say a thing. Nonverbal communication is totally underrated. People use words like smartphones: incessantly. 

Babies don’t complain about petty bullshit. They don’t pick at the flaws of other to feels better about themselves. They don’t cut people off in traffic or instagram their high chair trays.

Babies are BETTER THAN ADULTS. I know this is a controversial opinion, I also know that it is true. Babies take delight in everything. You should see this kid with an empty cracker box, it’s like Christmas every morning.

And that’s what I tell him each new day. Happy Tuesday, September 30! It’s a beautiful day. The sun is shining.  

I don’t know what I am going to do without him, see all these sprinklers alone, no thanks! I don’t even have a hairdresser :(
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    Have you ever fallen in love with a baby? It is HORRIBLE. It is horrible because it’s so WONDERFUL.

    Today I took him to Washington Square. The morning was bright with sunshine, trees, squirrels, buggies, old men, and black & white spotted dogs.

    The sprinklers synchronized along the park’s edges went off section by section. We watched the water caught in sunshine. His head went from the spigot’s utter force to the droplets fanning across the lawn. Back and forth, back and forth. Child was figuring it out like he figured out the latch on his Avengers lunchbox and closing the refrigerator. Sprinklers!

    "Cool, right?" I said and he grinned.

    He laughs when I say WATER with a Pennsylvania pronunciation. He laughs when I eat his feet and pretend to spit them back out. He laughs when anyone, including himself, sneezes because I taught him to find it hilarious instead of startling.

    When the sprinklers clicked off, he looked at me like, What now?

    We went to the fountain and he got so excited he grunted little urgencies at the water. Water! Water! I cried on his behalf.

    WHO ELSE CAN I SEE SEEING SPRINKLERS WITH BRAND NEW BABY EYES? Besides my hairdresser Ken Shawarma, nobody.

    You know when people say, “We don’t even have to speak, we just understand each other.” This is actually true with babies cuz they can’t say a thing. Nonverbal communication is totally underrated. People use words like smartphones: incessantly.

    Babies don’t complain about petty bullshit. They don’t pick at the flaws of other to feels better about themselves. They don’t cut people off in traffic or instagram their high chair trays.

    Babies are BETTER THAN ADULTS. I know this is a controversial opinion, I also know that it is true. Babies take delight in everything. You should see this kid with an empty cracker box, it’s like Christmas every morning.

    And that’s what I tell him each new day. Happy Tuesday, September 30! It’s a beautiful day. The sun is shining.

    I don’t know what I am going to do without him, see all these sprinklers alone, no thanks! I don’t even have a hairdresser :(

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  7. The bartender performs today

    A chemical vacation goes nowhere. The head grows its own canopy, mold of the mind, puddle gray and thick as moss.

    I went to New York to eat Serbian food and eye coo at drag queens. The queens were called Coco and Fifi. One touched my face; my head followed the line her hand made. Queens teach you where to look. They put on a show because sometimes there’s nothing to do but perform. The Diet Coke tasted like club soda and syrup slowly unstuck from a sticky bottle. One queen said, New AC unit! The bartender shook his head slowly back and forth: That’s been there for weeks. The bartender’s hair flopped pleasingly; he walked so it swung just right. I said, “You should be up there.” He smiled. “Tuesday.” I shrugged: Long gone by then.

    Quitting when quitting’s due is the spine standing up to say No More. I quit and we rode north. I hung my head out the back window like a dog, watching the freeway and bridges for wishing.

    Head cotton picked, mouth full of spun bits. Change is strange but a chemical vacation takes you nowhere. The men talked about trains, traced tracks in the screen’s glow and ran routes up and down our day. I hung suspended so long the walls turned to art. Art’s the best drug after music, so I guess we had plenty. The French press steamed and the plants in Paul’s bedroom were light washed green.

    "Keep paddling like a bicycle," said the man with closed eyes kneeling before me in White Plains. No one wants to correct a language mistake like that, its muddled charm obliging always remembrance.

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  9. BROKE TV ROLL CALL IF YOUR TV BROKE IT BETTER BE HERE BROKE TV ROLL CALL IF YOUR TV BROKE IT BETTER BE HERE
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    BROKE TV ROLL CALL IF YOUR TV BROKE IT BETTER BE HERE

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  11. Essay questions - 10 points each

    1. Are you a Rihanna or a Beyonce?

    2. What is question one really asking? Also acceptable: short treatise on the United States of Celebrity Inundation.

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  13. The day I met Eileen Myles then reached for water and got this cup. The day I met Eileen Myles then reached for water and got this cup.
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    The day I met Eileen Myles then reached for water and got this cup.

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  15. THINK! THINK!
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    THINK!

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  17. Thank you projections on the wall and paper repurposers, thank you poet trading card makers and broads casting broadsides, I was glad to know you all. Gladder yet is my brain which knows more than before, nodding that even the weather conspired, beaming heat to match what here you made ours. Thank you projections on the wall and paper repurposers, thank you poet trading card makers and broads casting broadsides, I was glad to know you all. Gladder yet is my brain which knows more than before, nodding that even the weather conspired, beaming heat to match what here you made ours.
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    Thank you projections on the wall and paper repurposers, thank you poet trading card makers and broads casting broadsides, I was glad to know you all. Gladder yet is my brain which knows more than before, nodding that even the weather conspired, beaming heat to match what here you made ours.

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  19. crocket:

I consider this gif often

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    I consider this gif often

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