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Your boredoms are not my fascinations. Your boredoms Belong to the ice caves with the Mammoths, Although haven't they been tortured enough by the Changing winds? Your boredoms are far from twinkling Objects in the beaks of ancient crows,…
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"Don't fuss, hon. I just lick it off like tequila."
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I think I’m the best Marilyn Monroe there ever was.
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“Really? And you write…?” asked her breasts in the black dress, making excellent eye contact. He smiled at them.
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the signature of God/
consigning everything/
to the saturating energies of time.
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They discovered the baby in the grass, under the snapping cotton sheets.
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He was dead when he tried to wake up.
“Wake up,” he yelled silently to himself, although it didn’t sound silent to his voice.
“Brr, brr, brr,” shouted his alarm clock as it glared two red fives, a colon and a seven
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It wasn't meant to happen like this— the shutter, the feeling of breathlessness when he touched her shoulder, even after he had pointed out all of the things she had done incorrectly throughout the day. They had been married for five years in February, and as…
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“I can’t believe you went ahead and got pregnant without me,” I said.
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My wife thinks I should be committed.
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My name is Sydnée Figge, and this is the beginning of my story.
I suppose it should be said that even though people call me Syd, I am not a man. People who can actually see me know that right away, and I’m not ashamed of that even though I’m a bit olde
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Don't feed it to the dog, it has bones, it is a whole goddamn chicken in a can, and I can't stress that enough. Besides one year you gave me a toilet seat for Christmas. I couldn't even eat that Ky
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His head was usually full of ah ha!, a luminescence that folded around obstacles like smoke.
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Over our short, yet enduring relationship, I found that he was desperately trying to reconcile his ambitions with his situation. I left and he continued to be unhappy, trying to "fix" what he now realized had been broken all along. In the end, a span of a
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I often thought about touching those slippery flames between my thumb and index finger.
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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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Difference 'twixt night and day
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And so it begins, like this, waiting to long for a lazy train out of West Toledo...
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Crea grew up above a pet store and now she dreams of cats. There are too many of them to name, a slinking mess of calico, tabby, tortoise-shell, black and white. There are more each night. They whisper to her, words made of hissing mewls. During the…
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His mother was not an aw-come-here-honey-and-give-me-a-hug type mom. She was the kind of mother who, if you had some kind of problem, would suggest that perhaps it might be a good idea to volunteer (she was really big on volunteering) at some sort of orga
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2. humility You know what silly does? Silly guarantees that you will enjoy the moment as the moment for the moment. Clowns make fun of silly. Isn't that ironic? They are in essence the opposite of their own image. That's why so many people see them as evil--because you…
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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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[DO NOT READ BETWEEN THIS LINE ... CITIZEN!]
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There was something wrong with this picture. Was he the man she had slept with last night?
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He picked up the bottle of gin, looked at it.
"Not a lot left," he said.
"There's enough," she replied. She took the bottle and lifted it to her lips. "Are you ready?" she asked.
"For what?"
"You'll see."
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I want to break that mug. (Break him.)
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Giving challenging patrons funny nicknames is a "library thing."
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Sometimes you're searching for a family and you don't even know it. Sometimes a family finds you.
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A behind the scenes look at how music influenced the writing of Arcana Magi Universe.
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