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I remember the tan guinea pig, dead of dehydration. Through the wire bars of her cage I viewed her body. She lay stiff on her side, stretched out, as if in her guinea-pig dream she had been running through grassland, open and close to the sky.
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Walking to Colorado? He doesn't have that kind of time.
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Frowning, loosening a purple tie, Tony pushed through the golden revolving doors of a skyscraper. He drifted into the crowded midtown street as if in a daze. He was roused to his senses as his cell phone sent out the melody of his wedding song.
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I am a housekeeper at a private women's college in upstate New York.
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Not yet confident enough, for example, to feel free to interrupt, to suggest, to demur; not free of his desires his urgency (‘in the morning, fiddle diddle dee, when I rise’)
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“I'm thinking about math class,” she said. “The solution to three factorial.”
“Easy,” Leo said.
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Do you want social justice! Do you want a good and fair world!
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“Have the cousins arrived?”
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Come to the park and swing with me, sing with me.
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Time
Holds
Ultimately
Nothing
Dear
Except
Reunion
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When they called him down there to the morgue to identify the body, he drove behind the wheel of his truck like some steady maniac on a long haul. The Ford 150 cried out for new shocks, but that hardly mattered. Mud plastered side panels and…
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She drove me to radiation, to acupuncture and support group. She brewed me concoctions that smelled of twigs and dirt...
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Andrew had learned the art of being a chameleon at school where his school uniform provided an exoskeleton. Beneath was no costume, just the fragile skin of adolescent ego.
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Even after he shot me, I still loved him and even after I was dead I wanted to be with him. So I forgave him once more and made the crucial decision to come back to earth as a dog. …
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In the state that the stars fell on,
Love and I stumbled upon bits of God
where he forgot sky and moon, too.
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How many years has he dreamed he would be home again?
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As I stood in my mother’s closet with my niece Chloe, and read the letter aloud, I was shocked to discover I had shared with my mother details about my love life.
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Go to your room. Children are meant to be seen not heard.
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"Commander of the Armies of the Four Winds" concerns a nightmare endured by Commander Daniel Bennett of the San Diego Police Department after he is assigned to recover the stolen Necromancer Artifact, which purports to invoke nefarious spirits imprisoned
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I have committed to nothing. Therefore I have committed to something. The first sentence is now moot, and this story will eat itself.
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but isn't that the case
in most long-term,
committed
relationships?
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She leans to see fresh bruises in dawn's early light.
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'Yer a cool, cool glass of water baby....'
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The retired, widowed receptionist slapped one hand to the base of her throat with a gasp . . .
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I dream empty, the wind blowing benzene blue. Shards of glass. Barbed wire. Bricks crushing flame into notions gone quick, never painless. Is it my blood? In my eyes. On my hands. Is it for you? I'm not sure where I'm walking here. Walking towards what from. Is it…
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an undercurrent of fear is running through my community
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Lydia slid into the pool and rubbed lotion on the exposed areas of skin. She lathered her flipper arms. She lathered her sun-worn face. And she lathered her chest, rubbing some between her chubby breasts.
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Fred's ruined face stared back at him from a fractured, mold-spotted mirror. The remains of breakfast pooled around his feet and a pair of lace panties clung to his shoe, glued there by God knew what. Bits of flesh were stuck between his yellow teeth, alo
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a question that (never) left
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He sees the dogs through the window, his babies, sleeping on opposite ends of the couch. His girl, lying supine, hind legs spread, grotesquely, almost comically, as far as they can without being flush with the cushion. His boy, Cosmo, face down, the power…
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