1861 3 2
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In row nine, there was a lady on the window seat. Seeing the potential of space between us, I asked, “Mind if I take this one?”
“Not at all” she said as if she hadn't a friend in the world, apart from the poor bastard now sitting in seat 9D.
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1861 6 4
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We lived in a white and mint green trailer in the woods. I was 23. The hanging of the clothes on the line made me feel kind of famous in the eyes of nature
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1861 5 2
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‘Your hands are very clean’ she said to the furniture salesman. His name was Morrison. "After Jim" Morrison Pentworthy. His father specialized in Doors.
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1861 3 2
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The sand felt warm, the way it usually was on Saturday afternoons in Seaside Heights; face down on the beach under a hot July sun that burned my back and shoulders
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Where seldom is heard
an encouraging word
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When she opens the door, I say hi and introduce her to my friend, a bottle of J.T.S. Brown. She laughs and tells me to come on in before I fall down.
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1861 3 2
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your olive-pitting thumbs
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1861 5 1
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The light against the nylon walls of the tent gets me feeling a little down. The air's wet inside, but it's warm. The whole world outside is creaking and chirping, everything that wakes up with the dawn's first tepid blue light does so and starts making n
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1860 26 14
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After each piece cancelled the other
the generals folded up their checkerboards,
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1860 7 7
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“Thank God The Yogurt Store Was Open!”. I knew this would cause cynics to seethe about me and my #FirstWorldProblems. While those less with the times or from many years of vanilla ancestry, might become racist themselves, indicating that I was suffering f
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1860 5 4
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Are you asleep? He says.
Wake up.
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1860 11 7
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I'm trying to read a Poetry in Motion poem on there wall of a crowded electric train
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1860 2 1
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For ten minutes I would have to sit perfectly still on the edge of her bed, thinking of Road Runner and the Flash and wishing I could do anything but sit there with my feet in warm, foamy water.
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1860 4 4
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["This is not a snippet of text. This is only a test."]
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My only brother. Frantic flesh clings to bone.
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1860 3 3
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Portions of my heart and bones
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1860 3 3
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"Dad, I already told you about your wife. She’s not coming."
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There are no city-chewed streets,/
only white and lilac blooming dogwood trees.
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1859 17 5
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I try to help my pet-mouse by dangling cheese from a piece of string in front of him. Or by making meow sounds. Sometimes, my pet-mouse wins, sometimes the hamster with the great body.
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1859 0 0
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The year is 2110. The earth is no longer habitual for human beings. The oceans are gone, the sky is red and irradiated and the last vestiges of human civilian are located within the confines of massive barrier cities. For a century mankind has been at war
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1859 0 0
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Seven black and orange Tortoise-shell kittens nursed in a crate the day Sue returned from rehab, to her parent's Atlanta home.
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1859 11 5
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She wears a green and pink bikini and walks real slow, poking her chest out so people will notice her.
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1859 20 10
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A sardonic moon/
surveys our plight and cackles.
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1859 0 0
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They stood before the opened door, where cold vapor seeped out along their feet and chilled their bodies. The Avatars figured this was what the necromancer used to get inside.
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1859 3 3
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I can tread water like this for months maybe longer
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1859 4 3
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Simmi's only been in New York three weeks, but the second night she was here Buck took her to a coffee place he knew, and now Simmi makes sure he takes her there every night...
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1858 6 5
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At age eleven, I murder the coffee table. I gouge with every available implement: thumbtacks, Lefty scissors, the plastic hand of my Barbie accomplice (who really should have known better). It is a slow death. In the end, there is nowhere to hide the body. When I am…
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1858 4 1
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Refuse to go to the church service, even though you already missed the funeral. Tell his mother something came up. Call his phone over and over, just to hear his voice, until his mother asks you to stop. Make a recording of his voicemail. Delete it an
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Outside I see the daytime moon, and it is faint as a fingerprint. My cousins have up-turned the biggest rocks and removed all the Sow bugs. The land is damp and red, and the trees feel wet to the center.
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1. Think up problems that don’t exist
2. Realize, suddenly, that they don’t exist
3. Elation
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