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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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Mary ran her cake business in a way she could never have run her marriage. It was by appointment only, full deposit, partial refund (and this purely at her own discretion). Business was terrific and she had to turn down job after job. She only made…
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One year, she got a kite.
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When I died, she said, she was going to have me cremated and put my ashes in the cats’ litter box.
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Sophie didn't stop for lunch when she worked. She showed up first in the morning and worked through until the last package was delivered. She pedaled from building to building and walked quickly, at just shy…
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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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No fear of that, / he assured her,
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We watch the news together every day.
10 minutes total; flashes of tragedy broken up with fluffy current events.
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Things don’t happen here, life is so boring in this little Irish town.
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A sardonic moon/
surveys our plight and cackles.
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I forgot how masterful you are, way better than a pickpocket. After our meeting, I drove home with one hand. It felt funny but I figured I'd absentmindedly put the other in my purse or tossed it into the backseat with my jacket. In my…
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You call the shit in this paper news? ‘Dog Accidentally Shoots Man With His Own Gun, Swedish Man Bursts Into Flames on Train Platform, The Truth About Elvis's Hidden Extraterrestrial Daughter.' Seriously? Enough about Elvis already.
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I had felt suddenly lighter and next thing I knew I was watching Leonard Tucker and Sister William from somewhere near the ceiling. I saw myself, too, at my desk, holding my songbook out in front of me like everyone else.
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She wrapped her legs around him. His hand barely held the rope and later he could not have said if it happened above or below the water’s surface.
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Watching water fall in the longest waterfall/
becomes immediately tedious
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Jack thinks I should carry a loaded gun in my purse.
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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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She comes in with her white bag with its floral patterns scattered, almost accidentally, all around it
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with cool confidence
and believable body language
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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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your matching glasses up to mine in the fake air anymore, or click your widening fingernails against the hard bed railings in protest of anything you might be feeling in the floating silt-like depths of your jagged nerves, but…
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None of us ever thought this would happen.
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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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Follow me around a bit.
Let me walk you through the rooms, structures, and clouds of my being that reveal junk drawers of "collectibles."
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in his thin, swanky
black leather jacket
out on the town at night
in Mexico with his girlfriend
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Where truth is revealed
To all, transparency
In policy, including
The REAL reasons
We are at war.
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In this coaly no-time/
strewn with fallen stars,/
you are a roaming panther/
and I am a tangle of snakes.
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I’m maybe only four. Not smoking cigarettes found in street gutters yet. That will come the next year, when I’m five. Maybe when I’m six, and Andy’s five, my pal from across the street. That’s my tricycle parked behind this pack of kids that look to be ne
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