1952 17 8
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Mama loves birds but is afraid to fly.
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1951 7 4
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Already they’re taking away my books,
supplanting them with Kindles and Nooks.
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1951 27 12
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Nothing has changed//
except the toys and fashion.
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1951 12 6
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She bought her first gerbil at the age of nine. She wondered if he would die from endless logrolling. When he died from natural causes, she refused to bury him and kept a distance from the first boy who kissed her--Thomas J. Hobbit. The next year a twister swept…
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1951 7 1
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Homer relaxes in his tan, faded recliner, remote in hand, and watches death unfold on his television.
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1951 5 6
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The heart is a toothed hole that cannot be filled.
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1951 10 3
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Jake goes back inside, turns on the TV, and sits down. It is the end of the world! A lane of the Bay Bridge has fallen into the bay. A building downtown has lost its skin.
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1950 5 1
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It was the shock of black hair twisted into a long thick braid that got our attention and made us want to find meaning here. Albert thought he recognized the hair in the grave.
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1950 2 2
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Sometime that night I heard one; you get so you know when they’re coming in low down the valley or set up high over the coastals and I was sure about it.
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1950 10 3
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“I was looking for the review of the Alvin Ailey dance company when I noticed something in the sports pages,” says the 300-pound center. “All of a sudden it hit me–I should have been playing football."
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1950 17 16
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1950 20 14
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In the bearded sun, I see a golden goat.
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1949 3 3
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A joust. A tournament. A playing field. ¶ Hmm . . .
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1949 9 7
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Most things come down to carnality, it seems, and dreams are no exception – or that’s how the teller of dreams told it to me.
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1949 2 1
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I didn’t kiss Odgeir because I fancied him, I kissed him because I knew other people fancied him.
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1949 12 11
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I knew my mother would die by the weekend
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1949 9 6
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he’s recognizable in the earliest images of misery: a hand shoving a young gladiator before the lion; the fire devouring a witch in Salem. And here he is. Again.
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1948 6 3
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They’ve thrown the painter in the trash upside down with his red pajamas and feet sticking up in the air, with his shoes on. The large red hand of judgement pointing at him, that gives us direction and law and shame, gives us a large red headache.
Whi
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1948 29 15
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Even solid seeming concrete creeps/
in time to form the faint smile of deflection./
A marble rolls along the catenary grin.
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1948 0 0
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"I didn’t take my mother’s denial of my dream lightly. I wanted it desperately. I cried and pleaded, nagged and begged. On several occasions, I temperamentally got out of the car at a stop sign and walked. Once, my mother said that I was nagging her so mu
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1948 22 10
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Mabel constructed the quintessential boundary. She carefully boiled down her pots and pans, her jewelry, her copper kettle, and the foils from forty six bottles of white pear cider into a silky metallic stew. Mable smeared the mixture onto a burlap…
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1948 3 1
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The shark’s voice was dark, warm and scratchy, like dying embers.
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1948 0 0
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“I was listenin' ta one o' them Terran religious broadcasts 'bout Mother Earth when they up an' says that global warmin' was all the fault o' mankind, an' they had ta make the non-believers see that all the drivin' they did, an' all the stuff they bought
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1948 10 5
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Okay, it was a long shot but who in that room wasn’t desperate to shift that shit? All our jobs depended on it.
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1948 4 2
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August 14, 1945.Vincent had kissed a lot of girls before then - and a lot of women after. But there had never been a kiss like that one. And because of that photo apparently the whole country, damned near the whole world, thought so too.He'd tried to get her…
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1948 3 2
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One day my mother's lover shaved his beard and legs. Said he couldn’t fit into his tight jeans anymore.
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1947 16 15
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One by one I lost my desires.
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1947 4 2
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I know I know how many times you want me to tell you I’m sorry, okay?
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1947 10 8
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Because if they’re wavering, it's about the coin, always about the coin.
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1947 0 0
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As Mayumi ran toward the battle, she watched helicopters over the giant centipede explode and rain down on the street below. Lightning bolts, fireballs, and water balls that burst into rain, littered the skies.
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