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we’ll never win/
the ongoing battle with dirt.
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True story, I swear to God.
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My time glass allocation nears its end.
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The throw was the last leg of a triple play.
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“It’s lost. Lost and gone. Forever. My love for you. I’m sorry.”
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The car was a two-tone black and white Chevy...
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Creep up behind me one day and prick my skin. I promise you won’t draw blood – for it is ink that will spurt from my veins.
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"Sara, do you taketh it with your eyes?"
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I'm warming my stool at the far end of the bar as usual, nursing my fourth draft on a balmy Wednesday afternoon when I lock eyes with this lady who's bashing her head through the front door. You've heard the expression, “50-yard fox,” right? —Looks…
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Dressed as an English professor on Halloween
I escape the red devil and run downtown.
I go to the Art Car hangar
I dance, I swing my golden brown briefcase
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I'm hoping, I'm reaching,
I'm scratching the sky...
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Actress Rita Moreno wakes up humming.People (5/1/17)Riding a roller coaster with your partner makes you more attractive to each other. People (5/1/17)The image on the commemorative stamp the Central African Republic recently issued to honor film legend Marilyn Monroe…
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A spire
that had stood one hundred and forty years
fell in
a single second of the blackest day.
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in the much more terrorizing display/
of male pattern stupidity//
as seen so often on TV/
in the House and at Fox News.
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How many exceptional people/
does it take to change a light bulb?
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When I first started this, a few months ago, I was timid about looking people in the eye.
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Someone who I know only via Facebook and a writer site we both belong to posted a picture of a 12 week old fetus in the palm of a human hand. The message was anti-abortion. You know--how can you consider killing this baby? And the picture was of a tiny, tiny…
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She heads toward the end of the island and doesn't look back.
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Burren-grey, the sky through sky lights
is cigarette ash smashed across July.
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then all crawl out from the wreckage
to begin a dance lasts all night
so by morning we'll be tired
surprised we're still upright
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A friend of mine recently died and went to Heaven, or so I innocently thought. It was only when I received a letter a month later postmarked “The Island of Final Regrets” that I realized he was still in transit.
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Paddy's night arrived in the manner of finding a half torn fiver, initial anticipation usurped by disappointment before a chancer's edge suggested some craic might ensue after all. A great crowd had gathered somewhere else, for under Hill street bridge…
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Can I still be in your pictures?
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I follow what pulls me forward.
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I'm putting makeup on my face. The woman next to me is reviewing legal briefs.
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One morning, she used a few prim phrases to break up with me. She had her suitcases packed by lunch. She was gone by dinner. Two weeks later, she emailed me a picture of herself sitting on a small brown couch.
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