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The birds were stacked up in the branches of a pine tree behind the feeder. Several were sitting on the fence. “They’re massing,” she said.
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My mate and I are owned, but have freedom to take to the endless sky.
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Amid the swerve and pulse of hungry bodies Girma Dali picks his spot, a tissue-wide patch of net where's he going to strike. A green-jerseyed defender closes in on him his brute momentum unleashed like a kamikaze pilot swooping into enemy orbit, his lunging body makes…
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“Imagine a Shakespearean scholar coming upon an undiscovered work by the Bard. That’s how thrilling this is."
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the child is deader than my mouthwhen I was unsafe and stunned.I fill her room with glasses of winethough it's empty, she'd want it pink.sometimes I rest a trembling handon the outside wall of your placeit is still, though I am an earthquakenothing has been settled only…
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The bison know a lot about Longfellow
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Then pain jerks him awake and he’s stretched on his back in the burnt-out foundation. He’s been dragged feet-first from his fireplace bed by a bear, a real bear, and now it rises to its full height and crashes down hard with its paws on his chest.
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Rumor had it the lightbulb was already there when the Bureau of Ice Prognostication was founded at the height of the Cold War...
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A chemist fingered his black desktop polar bear statuette in a windowless laboratory, surrounded by beakers and burners and samples of the various weights and textures and durabilities of plastic he was paid to perfect. The blue glow of a…
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So I licked the Anise from my fingers.
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Paul sat holding his left eye starring at the feet of the woman across from him on the train. "I wonder what constitutes having a foot fetish" he thought. Her husband cleared his throat and they captured each others gaze. It was awkward to say the least. Earlier that day,…
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Yes, it was true that Nicky had a black son. His name was Jacob and it was his birthday. It was on this day nine years ago that he was born. His mother, Jamie, went by Wanda (as in A Fish Called Wanda which happened to be her favorite Jamie Lee Curtis film). "Wanda" and…
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Matilda went wild at sixty-five. Legs left unshaven for the first time in fifty years, hair still and proud, knotted with forgetting. She’d roam the streets at night, a traveler without design. Matilda was a gardener of sorts, digging up all previous assu
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A few months back, Bob Delaney, the old Black Hole’s man with the plan (and more importantly, the check-signing authority), hired a young new guy named Gary — who had the unfortunate last name, Indiana — as a geriatric nurse at Bufordsville Retirement Com
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Listen to chickadees. Join / LinkedIn.
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Everything sensed is a drop of experience in the cosmos. Writing brings on the rain.
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There was an implicit understanding, made clear by Athena's gentle stroking of Freddy's silky blond hair, that he would share her canopy bed with its frilly fuchsia pillows. He didn't mind this, despite despising the color of the pillows.
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His mother hated blue jays, hated them with a passion she usually reserved for no-count trash who drank beer on their front steps and worked on their cars in the street.
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The pear is a bruise. Feels like desperation in the light, it looks soft and blue. She wants to touch it and doesn’t want to. How the blood gathers under the blue and the body grows tender. Swells. Slowly.
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The blue whale in the bathtub weighed one hundred tons and wore a grin like the Cheshire cat on steroids. Her smile stretched from wall to wall. Her blowhole scraped the ceiling. Sam never learned how she crammed her tail down into the drainpipe,…
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A 20-footer up on skids
sky-blue paint beneath the bondo
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It couldn’t be a worse time for failed novelist Robert Grayson. He’s 40 and falling apart. He’s balding and accumulating a gut. His job writing technical manuals for software looks like it might get cut. Then his wife does the unthinkable and files
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----- Original Message ----- From :< brokengopher@hotmail.com> to: Sent: Friday, January 19, 2007 9:15 PM Subject: The Bob Fosse Dream Dawn, Last night I had this dream that I was going through Bob Fosse's things. NowI don't know…
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My heart sank from its perch just above the v-neck of my blouse to a point slightly below my spleen, a vascular, ductless organ whose principal functions are the storage of blood and production of lymphocytes.
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I.He was broken to death and he never woke up. Just like you would dream it, only one drop of blood came out, the approximate size of a soul. His hair was thrown forward, at maximum volume. His eyes never opened. His face wore no glitter but his skin was as white as bone…
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It’s Halloween in veterinary school. The large-animal vet who is lecturing today on introductory nomenclature in bovine medicine is dressed in full Holstein uniform. His entire body is cloaked in white cloth, with black patches sewed on and a three-dim
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Running into the fire, the smoke and the chaos;
selfless first responders, innocent bystanders,
and dedicated runners
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The Bond Trader begins his morning with coffee and a hit of LSD.
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The woman returns from the store with an armload of books. She reads them quickly, one by one, over the course of the next few weeks. But when she opens the last one, the woman frowns in surprise.
All the pages in the book are blank.
Every single one.
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In a mad tipsy leap you came up short and hard on the chipped stone counter Bruised and blue below the seams against the inside of your thigh. Your grand jeté a little too low, left you on the black floorboards Wincing in…
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