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Ma tells me not to put a tampon between my legs. For fear of cotton fornication.
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Half-pint Ball canning jars, each labeled in earnest capital letters, took up a whole wall of Teeny’s bedroom. Inside each jar was air she had collected from some place important to her life.
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Molly was a fanatical Flash Fictioneer, devoted to her miniature art form, the bonsai of literature, the tiny tales popularly known as flash fiction. She filled an entire blog with daily entries of the stuff. She came to flash…
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We're each other's inside out. (100 words)
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There being so few venues for Lapp dancing in Lausanne in those days, Swish Suzi took a job in a Swiss sushi bar.
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When we lived in the attic we were make-believe.
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I do not yet really understand the power I seem to have at this moment. And I am certainly too young to recognize that it will end up being weakness, too.
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Strike me down hard, bolt of pure blue, laser focus square, blast of hydrogen nuclear, knock me on the keister, blind me down, oh Lordy Lord Lord.
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When I stumbled upon evidence that the man I'd loved and trusted for 20 years had a secret girlfriend for the past 10 of those years, he tried to deny it.“We never had sex!” he told me. And I believed him. For about two minutes.“You never…
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Only the occasional kindness of a stranger,//
The curve of his back, a slope rushing past me,//
Is luminous, the coin pressed in my hand . . .////
And yes, I beg.////
I open my palm//
As Jesus did.//
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As if reaching for the Divine was the problem
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like the Bible in / Mauritania, like a mouse in a vial of ammonia, / like a retired coal miner on vacation in the Alps
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Cultivate your vaginal tears
at the gates of Thigh and Holy.
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The last thing eleven year-old Alysia Perez remembered, she clenched her mother’s waist as they both turned to stone in the museum. When she opened her eyes, she was in a world of darkness.
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She thrust her proboscis through seven layers of dermis and began to suck, filling her belly with his Welbutrin and Xanax infused blood.
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My sixth grade teacher used to tell us all the time about how being poor is nowhere near the same as living in poverty.
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Boy, it is weird out there, talking to real people!
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We’re lucky it/
was chunky spew,
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Licking bowl and spoon taste and foretaste follow.
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He looks outside, sees everything disappearing like crumbing cookies into what appears to be a giant mouth.
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don’t ask me to set my goals./
I have none except safe air to breathe,/
a reliable roof,/
something aromatic in the oven.
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"What's it like?"
Like everything else. We all do it, so how bad could it be?
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Nothing good comes from being lowered into a well to take a photograph, boy
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no more trying to keep / the peace, no more trying / to keep every person happy. / Just this: no more.
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Her smile dazzled me from across the room.
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The only way to get better at this writing thing, thought Melvin...
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At first, it was tedious, those long Russian names, the convoluted story, but recess after recess he stayed in and became enchanted
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"What mouths could not say, hands did."
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and, under foot,//
dark caves waiting/
with their unseen pigments/
adorning forgotten walls.
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Two thousand and two was the worst year for love in the history of sports. People carried their sadness around in wheelbarrows.
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