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an inch from the edge

STRAIGHT INTO THE LAND OF JUST BECAUSE AND DISBELIEF, JUST BECAUSE THE COLLEGE KID THE FOREMAN DROPPED…”   by ed markowski   UP UNTIL THAT MOMENT WHEN THE POWER WENT OUT AND THE MAGNET LET GO, THE MOVEMENTS OF THE MEN, WOMEN, DUST, AND CLOCKS IN THE STEEL WAREHOUSE RESEMBLED…

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the undotted eye

Standing ankle deep in paranoia on the rise, I’m about to Heimlich Eddie until he gags up the name of whoever’s. …”   by ed markowski   Eddie Ray Bannister, the owner of The Undotted Eye on the corner of Vista Avenue and Sunset Street makes my double Canadian Mist…

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when i was on his lap

Every man needs a witness and your my choice, so keep your mouth shut ….”   by ed markowski   He said, “ The years have flown by kid, and I never spilled what I’m about to spill in your ear. I’m spillin’ it on you because it’s the bottom…

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reunion

When I got home from the office, Carl was dancing in front of the television. He was wearing my pink high heels, and one of my bras. Thank God we didn’t have any kids. Two months later we were done. That was on Easter Sunday 1988….”   by ed markowski…

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the gong show

The nameless wisdom cop who arrested me for driving drunk on day one when I was more sober than the coldest stone in Alaska hand cuffed me to a car thief from Wichita Falls…”   by ed markowski   On day fifteen at nine a.m. a corn silk slim bailiff…

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in the temple of the lawless

Once upon a time women dug guys in uniform. Now women love drunks who think green, preen punk, and ride British racing bikes….”   by ed markowski   I zig zagged down the litter strewn sidewalk in front of Manny’s Candy Store. I recited my T B C’s forward and…

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refugee

When I look back on my forty-one years I’ve never been healthier, but I’ve never been more miserable than I am right now because I’m too happy and that scares me worse than spiders, snakes, and rapists…”   by ed markowski   At ten past Detroit’s local weather forecast, the…

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a glutton’s prayer

At the end of my prayer I prayed pleaded begged and burped for Alaskan planked salmon Marxist red or scalloped potatoes California Gold Potatoes potato pancakes and scalloped potatoes…”   by ed markowski   In the beginning I prayed for milk orange juice black coffee flap jacks maple syrup bacon…

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in a capitalist country

Mister Doorman you make beautiful doors, and you hang them beautifully. You did a wonderful job. Now I want you to knock me up…”   written at the house on hadley road by ed markowski   I hung the last French door which opened onto a slate patio that was…

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