1940 40 24
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What used to be a scene has broken into fragments and blips of her on a screen I can’t control or manipulate.
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194000
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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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194098
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“As you do it unto the least of these so you do it unto me.” —Jesus These children that you murder are not your enemy. They are not your pain or your personal sorrow. They are, if anything, flowers blowing and …
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194010
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There were literally thousands of criteria that got people of every stripe and strata on the list, which had been maintained since before the very first human fingers scrawled crude images on blank surfaces.
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19391615
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One by one I lost my desires.
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19391814
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it corrupts the smells//
and flavors of the world/
and plants its swollen face
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193900
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This is how we catch up. I write something down, and you read me quietly. In a year's time you will remind me, though I would have forgotten. I check to see if maybe you have put up a new song, every once in a while, but you don't sing as well as you used to.What has…
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193921
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“Where did it go? You don’t know do you?” he teased the dogs as he adjusted the bottle rocket he had twisted into the ground at his feet, trying to find the optimal path.
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193963
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“I need an ambulance, we found a baby in a ditch.”
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193910
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Gloomy night slippery as snake and duck.
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193900
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"And secondly, it’s never bing bing bing with you. It’s like, bing bang bongity bumbity bum yadda yadda bla bla bla.” Sam stopped short and glanced down at his shoes. He knew he’d gone too far.
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193932
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Out here in nearly nowhere I met this man. About him I know something something, and no one can tell me otherwise.
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193853
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Even though it was late November, it still bloomed. Extravagantly. Obviously it had no shame, obviously it reveled in its own beauty.
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19382712
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Nothing has changed//
except the toys and fashion.
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19382210
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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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193811
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Once, when I had not talked to you in a long time, I woke with your name in my mouth.
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193851
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"I wonder what happened to Murder Man and Lust Girl?" wondered The Black Toadstool. The Anti-Justice League were in Machu Picchu, on a short vacation after taking over most of South America and the South Pole. The South Pole had been so easy. …
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193821
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If you know how, all bodies can be read like books, like poems, like scraps of song
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193832
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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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1938127
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I have no more use for the beautiful words you used to like so much for me tosend you alone. See my feathers donot so much hide me now as giveme away; I tend to feel farfrom home. Forgive me this. Theend jumped by me quicker than anorange flower cricket on its…
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193700
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A burst of mud spilled out over Jonas and scooped his body up like a raging river. It spun his body over in a rebound rather than pushing him through the door.
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193700
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By the time I learned how much I loved my family, I was 3 years and eight-hundred miles away from them
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193787
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a dry bony voice/from a desiccated soul/coughs up its own throat.
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19372010
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Went back to his cab and returned with a whip...
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1937149
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When Uncle Dan got sent to the Alzheimer's ward, the ladies licked their lips. Fresh meat.
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193784
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It don't knock you down to the goddamned ground and push your face into the mat and dare you to get back up. Just so it can knock you down again. They don't have real dreams. Dreams that make them wake up in the middle of the night. Hurting. Wanting.
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19371615
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You might as well be the man on the moon. Once touching your face was quotidian. When I tallied each day's pleasures, you, in this room or that, counted too much for me, I think. I stopped record keeping. I'm …
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193731
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The shark’s voice was dark, warm and scratchy, like dying embers.
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1937118
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Everyone at the Bermudez Brothers Combined Shows and Circus held one low opinion or another about Jimmy Dubcek.
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19371211
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I knew my mother would die by the weekend
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