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“Okay, here is a wild idea. Let's each choose outfits from the second hand store for the other to buy and wear to a bar for a drink..."
Famous second to last words?
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Women can often be found
Sizing up each others’ tits
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The train station offers a pleasant atmosphere, though it exists as an in between place. People only come here to go somewhere else.
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I caught sight of him standing near the nails.
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Most people assume I’m gay, and have assumed I’m gay since I was in fifth grade. Maybe sooner. Maybe fifth grade is just my first memory of recognizing what other people believed true about me. But coming out as a gay man in 1987, when I was in fifth gra
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If things continue to go bad for her she will become second wife in six years.
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Your mom’s favorite joke right now is how enamored I am with the chair the nurse brought me, the one that converted into a bed. Apparently, it’s all I can talk about when people ask about your birth. But really what can I say? If I say the birth was easy,
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To whoever reads this next--Henry James makes my head hurt.
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Someday, the Grim Reaper, wrapped in hooded cowl, the thorny stem of a red rose clenched between his teeth, will climb up the garden trellis to my bedroom window
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...collapse of the human world. Go, cell phones!
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She buried her secrets in a bowl of brownie mix....
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Don’t worry about what went aloud. I said nothing.
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The one he liked best was a middle aged woman who didn't wear underwear. She had a terrific figure.
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We gave our cigarettes names.
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The dog awakens at the sound of a petal falling, sure that barbarians are at the gate. She opens wide her yellow teeth.
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Bruce Springsteen begins singing from the loud speaker he was bruised and battered and couldn’t tell what he felt.
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“No names,” she said. “I am the mysterious woman, and you are the handsome stranger.”
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Some of us, however, turn our secrets over in our souls, churning them with the fury of the howling winds of a January night. They are eroded and shaped and fine-tuned with the precision of a jeweler; the deeper and darker they are, the more brilliant of
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In one section of the map C climbs a staircase.
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To a desert island I pick a book of crosswords for my one item. It is a desert island. What could be more practical? I awake in the middle of the night, an itch in my throat. I blow my nose. Weird gobbets of blood ring my Kleenex. It drizzles out now, wet here, gelatinous…
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“Sorry, I farted,” Ted says after the nurse leaves. He squeezes my hand like he’s telling me grave news.
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This is the Minuteman tine/
of the three-tined fork//
we can stick into the modern world/
when it’s done-- a MAD triad.
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Overheard from the back seat of car:
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Her preferred post-coital activity is to pant, to suck in air with urgent greed.
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Behind the wainscoting, the mice scratch, struggling to keep warm.
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The way she once felt for another, naked mornings in her bed, and Young Frankenstein. Sed-a-give.
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I'm re-invented on Main St. every single day.
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Today, to prepare for my seduction of Matt Mitcham, I got a haircut. Haircuts are a lot like sex. All the questions make me anxious. How long on top? Harder or softer? Straight across the back or curved? Faster or slower? Buzzed or clipped? Jack or suck? If only it were…
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Jane watched her mother remove her wedding ring with butter.
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