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Forty years later he was still her Romeo, she his Juliet.
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I'm available most weekends.
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I'm complex. You're complex. We're all complex.Who gives a shit? Man's fallen and he can't get up.I consulted Jacques the Atheist for advice: he toldme to beat it. "But I lack the proper stigma!" I cried.Once a month, I volunteer at the dressage parlor.On Tuesdays, I…
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Eve is eating a plum. The plum is cold and how it got cold is sort of a mystery, but there are mysteries everywhere and the cold juice on her face doesn't really incline her to worry much about mysteries.
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"Life's Little Instruction Book." There are some words of wisdom here that I plan to ignore.
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And here you are. Before your time. Behind the glass.
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I see my siblings once a year when we all show up, as if required by law, to eat Thanksgiving dinner. It is apparent with every bite how much they hate each other.
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The Fuddy-Duddy Writer does not do wit.
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She was thrilled when she learned that her best friend was having an affair.
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The first one was dark and angular, coiled-looking inside an expensive suit. Over her food at a small table in the hotel bar, Francesca had been unable to look at anything else but him. Out of the suit, unsprung on a king-sized hotel bed, his skin…
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I need a different storage solution
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She learned the difference between listening and hearing, between looking and seeing.
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You were busy, moving, alert inconstant motion; packingbooks, clothes, paintings;deciding yes to this, no to that. I was simply tryingto settle somewhere in the space.We'd known it for years when things were in place. Now, this abrupt interruption of…
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There's a witch in Laurel Canyon.She made Wes a promise.Her bungalow smelled like Parliaments. Parliaments, garlic frying in olive oil. Parliaments, garlic frying in olive, and a freshly opened pack of Red Vines. Wes could have curled up into a ball and fallen asleep on her…
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I. he leans his messy head against the walland contemplates his wild mistakeshe discovers a nest of red spidersoutside his rotting basement doorhe watches television in his socksand…
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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 clacking ventilator reminds me of ice cubes rattling in your highball...
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When you bring information, it does not arrive.
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I bought some charlatan art / and hung it on the wall
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Eons later, Bobo evolves into Shakespeare. Bonus feature: wings.
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The year begins well here
with much needed rain
and tee-shirt temperatures.
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Don and I return to Rasheed's room on the top floor of the middle house where Uzma sits waiting to speak her piece. I'm feeling blessed listening to their enthusiastic chatter. It's like the world is opening up to me again, allowing me to experience a rush of…
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Trapped inside a seashell, almost pickled and eaten for dinner—could my life become any more bizarre?
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Dad woke us up and said it was time to go.
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I stood there skinny-as-a-half in “big hair,” ankle boots, and black eyeliner. P. was in radio, not books. He had a sense of humor. I was researching a different man for a novel.
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I always have a serious expression on my face, am usually in a white coat and probably look completely unapproachable but there I am, and pasted in my scrapbook: Local Doctor Saves Another Life.
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All the attractive women in the building had secrets. He wanted to know their secrets, but they wouldn't say.
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The stars align against us. Lines of force/
collaborate to push us off the edge/
into the dark abyss we’ve joked about.
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