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Let’s talk about Chattanooga, the cloud / mountains, the monastery bench, drunk / at sunset
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Go ahead, boy, pout like a fool.
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I'm somewhere on I-10 in Mississippi, barreling westbound at 80 miles an hour through a rainstorm on a late Wednesday afternoon. The last road sign I remember was for Beauvoir, some Confederate general's…
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Instead, we found his red-inked list of boys who would never be saved,
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Can we survive our Y chromosome?
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... honestly, the dishes were just tired. Too few in number and washed too often, they dreamed of an escape -- any escape, really -- from the endless cycle of hot water and being racked together to dry ...
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This time the bag's bigger/than the boy and the door.
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one season slips into another
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He'd tend the door himself in high lace up boots, orange rhinestone hot pants, a tight black t-shirt, and black boa with orange swirl.
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The javelin was cancelled after the unfortunate incident with Mrs Parker last year, but no one could have predicted this year’s sack race tragedy.
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April spit its greeting, toe to head.
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But by day the birds / of prey were in control.
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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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