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After court, the three of us skipped third period, walked down to the river and huddled under the 6th Street Bridge.
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I envisioned bound feet of ancient Asian women who wore embroidered slippers that hid grotesque disfigurements.
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I could never be a chef.Preparing creations that will merely be consumed.If I were a chef,I'd have to create dishes that required chewingand chewing and chewing.I'd find it better for my dishes to be destroyed in the mouth.Remembered for their…
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A recent book reveals that nature documentaries are staged. Shocked by such claims we went on location to discover for ourselves the behind-the-scenes manipulations and more. Director: “You'll spot the wildebeest, freeze, and then charge. Okay? And try to bring…
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The river’s not/
a river but/
a FEMA map/
of flooding probabilities.
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Her pudgy face, flour-coated and sugary and so life-nurturing in the past, had a different spark now, a searching look I’d seen as soon as she opened the door.
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"Do you have to call your brother a loser? He is not a loser and that was just uncalled for"
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She was flying back in the morning, returning to a long-distance boyfriend I believed she had cheated on while she was here but didn’t ask about because I thought it would have been too obvious and somehow ungentlemanly.
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None of us ever thought this would happen.
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But by day the birds / of prey were in control.
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your olive-pitting thumbs
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“Do you think she paints?”
“Her face, a little, But don’t you find her kind of bony?”
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There is a price. It's on the back. If you turn it around you'll see. It isn't expensive. Everything's okay.
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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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Things don’t happen here, life is so boring in this little Irish town.
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Gorgonzola. It's what she was to bring this time. Plumtree's potted meat. What it was last time.
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On Day 1122 at 4:14 AM the door which has remained since installation firmly glued to the masonry behind opens and a man emerges blinking shielding his eyes against fine stinging snow.
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i.More and more, for Megan LeMaster, each beginning was its own end. She couldn't bear to buy flowers or dresses that seemed too beautiful. Friendships formed, endured, gave out in a handshake. Each deed in life had an immediate, inescapable…
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"Ah, finally the rain stopped pouring!" She opens the window to let the sticky air out of the house. The colours outside have changed. The air is clear and the sky turns into light pink while the sun is drowning at the horizon. She takes a deep breath. The…
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Duh. It’s all the same sky. Instead I nod, and don’t say anything.
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“I don’t want to scare you,” the stewardess says, “but there are ten police officers waiting for you outside the plane.”
I reach into the diaper bag and grab an Elmo raspberry/pear cereal bar, rip it open, take a bite, sip some apple juice fr
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We're not here for idle chit-chat, or ESPN, or fish tacos.
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with cool confidence
and believable body language
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In se'enties style serenading strut
A passin all the pretty birds in kin',
The feathered Stetson ‘clipsin crimson suit,
A whistlin Dixie blues ‘cross county-lines.
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the Great Way itself is very smooth and straight,/but folks take to the challenge of rough, wild roads.
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For my Dad
Happy Father's Day!
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The waitress says,
“That’s a memory,”
as the smoke dances around her head.
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When the planes crashed,when the levees broke,when the ground shook,there was a song I dreamed of,humming subsonic,a chorus of voices and prayersuncorked like the little brown jugthat holds all the love and memories.In the outback, Aborigines believewe create the world by…
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