2037 10 8
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Wake up, stretch. Check the curtained windows for sunlight or
that dreaded grey frame that forces the covers to come back up
and the alarm clock to be set to ‘Snooze’.
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2564 10 7
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Every dive bar has a Max. Max is an elderly man. He wears a dented ball cap. He sits at the end of the bar, right along where it curves and then slams into the wall. You may find it cliché, but when Max enters the room, the patrons actually announce, “
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1637 10 8
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The best thing about being a cowboy is the cows.
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1375 10 4
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Contest rules are simple. Two teams of five hunters each are established by drawing from pools of interested volunteers and selected prison inmates confined for capital crimes and illegal immigration.
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1922 10 8
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La Petite Ange had lived all her life in Paris under the strange architectural twists of Notre Dame. She had been a Bluebell girl once, kicking her surprisingly long legs into the air to the delight of plumbers and Prince du…
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857 10 7
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1608 10 8
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hookers are better educated these days
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1858 10 4
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He got up to the pulpit and said that he thought he might have made a mistake. I will never forget the desperate look on his face. He recalled being at his Ivy League school and wondering just what he was interested in upon his graduation and what would b
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1956 10 1
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The punchable faces in Manhattan multiply like cancer...
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348 10 6
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Prophet with a portable outhouse sees into the excrement the dogma of the pussies and the wussies and the wieners and the healers. Prophet with a portable outhouse looks out beyond the living rooms of the wretched and the forsaken hairy chests and the shaved …
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1725 10 8
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Toxins make a body happy/
as if acceleration toward//
an end of consciousness/
is its own reward.
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1290 10 7
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2101 10 6
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He kind of enjoyed living by himself. It was nice and peaceful.
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1091 10 7
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I am not thelargest animalin the forest because theforest itselfis an animal but I am theonly thing the shape of me ********************************************** Faerie She was tiny and bright andwhen I touched her…
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1756 10 7
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Look at her. She doesn't want to be here. The kiss and “wouldn't miss it for the world” was as empty as her crossed arms, crossed legs, and jittery foot were loaded. She attacked the foam of her latte with a tiny red straw. I wanted to scream. Complain about the…
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1799 10 10
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One day we went for a hike. We climbed a small mountain. It’s called Mission Peak. We got about halfway up a steep trail, decided that was far enough. We embraced. She said “I love you,” and I said, “I love you, too.”
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1564 10 8
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Unreasonable anger, Each hour prescribed
The house haunted
with good intentions,
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2150 10 8
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Twelve people in the band,
the two women arrive first
(arrive on time).
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2161 10 3
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Through the window, I see the police. Lots of them, trampling down the blackberry brambles. Something reeks.
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1810 10 7
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She can never say why, but guilt rides her bones
like the spirit. She rubs worry raw.
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1909 10 2
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Time
Holds
Ultimately
Nothing
Dear
Except
Reunion
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1884 10 3
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She refuses to let her eyes cry. Her eyes played tricks on her and showed her one thing was really another. They don't deserve to cry.
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1393 10 2
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Everything I understand / is in danger.
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2600 10 10
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... while I lie, cool as a nectar cream snowball,
in my Maggie The Cat slip, painting my toenails
a color called Bad Influence
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1629 10 6
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Eight days before her 50th birthday they were married in their soft new pajamas, holding hands on his bed in the hospital. The pastor and witnesses wore protective hospital gowns and gloves; the patient was in isolation once again. A special dispensation from the head…
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1763 10 9
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We lived across, the street, across North Govenor, from a pretty art student whose stripper name was Jan the Blonde Bombshell.
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174 10 8
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1583 10 7
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We keep a ruin of a house, but I suppose it's all right.
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1250 10 7
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By the time the third car disappeared, Bud had noticed sudden lulls in the breeze, rain microbursts from otherwise blue skies, cold humid calms that trailed him around the junk.
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321 10 3
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