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The universe will fuck you over in the end./
That’s what it does, what it’s good at—
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Stanley Blade was a strange boy who fell in love with a fictional German spy named Marie Janis written 30 years before he was born. He dreamed of being a fighter pilot to bring down the only man who had bed her.
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After Slick Daddy — aka Billy Ray Thompson — gave up driving his log truck and took up with playing and singing the blues full-time he was what you might call a hot property around the juke joints along Highway 61. The women didn't seem to mind…
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a distinct hardness that translates into solidity, and a lightness that translates into beauty, and I thought I’d find you there,
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Light slunk in from under a door, but just a sliver.
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"Did you ever steal any money?" he finally asked.
"Never. It was mostly toasters. There was the odd coffee maker or electric can opener ... but mostly ... toasters."
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It’s Sunday- no need to shave-/
but shave, I do. A little act//
of discipline in the discipline/
of routine.
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It made him feel better to imagine she was someone else, someone he didn't know. This comfort bothered him
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Has anyone reached inside your eyes lately? Has anyone searched for your soul as it floated near the ceiling of the past? Has anyone told you they needed you to touch them, to lie down beside them and breathe, just breathe, and live wherever it is that ma
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I was desperate for a social life but I couldn’t go out because I was too embarrassed to smile.
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what lion lies/ o king of flame/ upon your golden crown?
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You’ve got me standin’ on my knees,
A’searchin’ for a beggar’s alms,
From folks who’re deaf to all my pleas
And blind to open palms.
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Toting a sawed-off shotgun at the altar
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Limpets squat on rock each in its own spot made to fit where a taut muscular …
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The corridor was longer than it had been, but that was only because I was walking it slowly. I had a key in my pocket. I knew this the way you know things in the morning before you are properly awake, not by checking but by a kind of trust, and I trusted it completely,…
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Butchie was the one who heard about the bonfire happening over on Harrison Avenue.
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In the graph of life or death, two axes will inevitably meet. Will it be as jarring as two sharp and well-hewn axes colliding?
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That’s true, you know, what they said about the drummer and spontaneous combustion.
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I’m leaning into my freedom and will have you take your portable prison with you and you can set those four walls across town.
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Whenever Mommy was gone, Josh Forcett's father made him eat staples, often by the spoonful.
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I don’t like telling stories. I’m far too honest and give far too many things away.
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We could act the anthropologist.
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Below your beauty's crooked forms I arrange my table.In you my life is rooted.Of your will I dispense, until, clearer drawn To its own osmosis, a still-life slips.Diametric becomes motion,although I am not stillI do not move.Sun-drowned, I destined,in insurrection, bringan…
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We were always blowing stale enough air into each other's faces from the smallest roundest tables available looking at each other sideways at the same sad time as the puppet show…
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"I'm just saying," the older man continues, "We oughta be ready in case she hits."
"We'll be fine," the woman says. "We've weathered every storm that's ever come through here just fine."
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Like many little towns, ours has an archive. It is a catalog of everything that happens.
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The next moment is a convergence made from a single repeating sequence that disappears behind the voice that tells of it.
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A. wants to be an entrepreneur but cannot get with the program.
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It was almost like I was dreaming, he is saying, my visit to the ruins of the factory that made the first Narrative Machines.
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