1970 15 11
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Here they come, those witnesses.
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1970 22 17
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The world is full of dead dogs
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1970 5 0
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Okay, let’s go swing by The Strip. Appositely labelled. A little cutting of concrete Britain, torn off and transplanted here in the Greece of antiquity. Strip teasing. Divesting the flush Northern Europeans of their pleasure tokens, in return for token
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1970 7 3
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I, the energies moving through this body, in this particular parallel reality in this multiverse, am standing out in the middle of the night, under only stars, and surrounded by the soft, organic shapes of a tree line.
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1970 9 7
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Giving challenging patrons funny nicknames is a "library thing."
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1970 0 1
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Lydia slid into the pool and rubbed lotion on the exposed areas of skin. She lathered her flipper arms. She lathered her sun-worn face. And she lathered her chest, rubbing some between her chubby breasts.
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1969 13 11
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The hair on my arms have greyed, or so that's how it looks to me. It's been 12 years since we last spoke. I think I haven't aged too well. I bought a rocking chair.
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1969 3 3
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To what better worlds remain.
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1969 14 9
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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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1969 19 10
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The snows have not come but left behind are the sounds of summer in my old neighborhood.
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1969 1 2
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In his dreams, he swam in piles of pills. Sometimes the piles were infinite, other times the were contained, tonight the pills were intense shiny reds, chalky yellows, deep blues and matte purples and swirled around in a children's inflatable castle. Derek swam happily,…
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1969 1 0
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1969 1 0
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They gave Lee a bunch of morphine in the ambulance and he came to vaguely, murmuring shit about God and mermaids.
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1969 2 1
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One night the woman went down in the
basement, grabbed an electric drill, and let the voices out in eight places.
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1968 3 0
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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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1968 16 8
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dos equis ambar
sits cool and dark
by my side
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1968 0 0
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And it whispered like any wood. And the blade moaned when he got too deep and tried to cut too much. And as the dead parts of him came off, in tendrils and dust, the man's chest began to move, like the hands around his heart had let go.
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1968 2 1
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He lays his piping accoutrement on the bedside table, removes his cap, brocaded jacket, boots and slacks. Holmes brushes gently, the back of his hand across the confused face of Watson— their…
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1968 9 3
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One night we were invited out for dinner, and we got into a knock-down, drag-out that afternoon. My wife got so angry I had to hold her down on the bed.
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1968 4 1
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The sun was so upset that immediately he pulled his blanket over his face and cried out of worry. His blanket, of course was made of clouds and his tears made up the rain. The sun was very right to be frightened, as were the flowers to wither, for the Kin
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1968 7 3
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Why don't we do it in a yellow submarine?
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1968 13 6
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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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1968 12 8
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"Everything except food and sex."
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1968 9 5
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Hair as black as a Raven’s wing. Dark eyes. You wore a black dress, too, my favorite color.
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1968 17 13
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1968 13 11
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Max leads the parade up the hill. He is sawing on his violin, wearing nothing but a raincoat.
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1967 21 17
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After breakfast, he dresses and heads / for the blackjack tables.
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1967 8 6
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When the boy held the rifle’s sights on a living creature, his breath stilled and his heartbeat swimming in his ears, his father seemed close.
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1967 2 1
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Beard of Bees
My father always used to say to me, he said "Son" (he called me son) "Son. Falling in love is easy. Getting into the Guinness Book of World Records is hard".
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1967 4 1
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At that time I was meeting Jacob at 3:30 each afternoon in Joan of Arc Park so we could walk dogs together. This was our job.
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