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They say ehmand for almond in the San Joaquin Valley.
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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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I've come to the Playboy Mansion on a mission of mercy. Hugh Hefner, my good buddy, has just lost two girlfriends in a single day!
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4. A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
> > (In my next life, I want to be a pig.)
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There are glasses in the sinkfrom the water that I drink.And the books in my li-braryare not dumb and ordinary.There's a doggie at my door;did I go to the pet store?There's a puppy on my couch-ywho was happy, now she's grouchy.Was a writer, now an authoror an otter; no, an…
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So, how did they meet? After years and years of starvation and gruesomeness and lack of human contact because there were no humans left, only walking corpses, a woman gently lifted the sixty-pound dead man's penis with a cool washrag and wiped him clean. The dead…
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For a fleeting moment, eyes seemed to clear and the man spoke as if he were coming out of the pea soup fog that formed over the lake on spring mornings.
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How many of them, I'm wondering, are just going through the motions until the power goes out and never comes back on again? They've got to know the Americans will never let the city fall to the færies.
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Did you take out the trash? Did you water the ficus? Did you cancel the cable? Did you take my black sweater? Did you tell the neighbors? Will you get the friends? What about the cat? Will you send me a Christmas card? Will I tear it up? Did you know…
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Everything would've been copasetic except about the time we got down there they put the turkey in the fryer..
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They discovered the baby in the grass, under the snapping cotton sheets.
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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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Maybe all quarterbacks are shitwads.
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The custard of eternity is scooped into
the quantum cone of knowledge and drips
out the bottom one lifetime at a time.
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“No, dad, I've never seen urine colored pearls.”
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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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Four in the morning. I was awake because I'm always awake. There were little fog-halos around the streetlights.
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They are always there. Stoic and steady.
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homelessness, you called the lie,
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Crawl to the dark places I love most, loud music and off key laughter, glimmering green and brown bottles eagerly holding the dim lights overhead inside themselves like ransomed stars.
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Momma called them Vaughens, "a outfit," and said, "they shoulda throwed the book at that Darla Jean."
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There was nothing to do but dream ourselves forward. Nothing to do but not die.
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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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Dad woke us up and said it was time to go.
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Giving challenging patrons funny nicknames is a "library thing."
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