1907 3 3
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To what better worlds remain.
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19071714
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Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.
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190710
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It wasn't until about 2:30 that my hairpiece began mauling small children.
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190700
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The first time they were separated, he rediscovered music and writing.
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190721
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She persisted. “How long have we been here?”
A note of anger crept into his voice. “How long? How long? Why …, why ….” He swallowed hard, realized he had forgotten.
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190721
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so one time the Holy Ghost come down to Stumptown
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19071310
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I will not tell you that your anger is wrong, child.
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190765
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weep or go stark mad your amanuensic fool will bury your words
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1907102
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Time
Holds
Ultimately
Nothing
Dear
Except
Reunion
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190621
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A plague of dykes mattered not. This spider-girl had driven the world of thought from Borden’s mind.
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1906168
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dos equis ambar
sits cool and dark
by my side
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190676
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Now, the Midwest was ashes. The oceans were covered with hydroponics plant growth.
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190654
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It was Brad, for short; or so he would say. But really his name was Bradford, and he was a writer. He had almost always lived in New York. He was only half-white. His mother had run away with a black man in the sixties. Her father had told her to never come back to…
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190635
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The vampire donated floodlights so the children could play ballgames at night. The lights came on but the dugouts remained vacant. The vampire sat alone in the bleachers. “Sometimes I am less than the sum of my parts,” he said to the sum of his parts.
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190600
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Lighter-than-air flight was back. The skies of the coast were alight with colorful balloons, dirigibles, and zeppelins tethered to their docking towers along the beach, the huge aircraft bobbing in the breeze up and down the coast for miles,…
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1905105
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there she was, this beautiful duck with her 4 beautiful babies, under my bush.
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190585
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They have a saying in Russia: Live in Voronezh, work in Samara, die in Tyumen. In honour of Saint Rose, born on the banks of the Voronezh, fed the hungry and the poor of Samara, torn apart by wolves in Tyumen on the exact date that she had herself predict
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190562
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I flip up my hoodie, pull the string tight across my lips until it cuts into them, pull tighter, saw back and forth until blood warms the hairs on my chin.
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1905114
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A wall of icons can be beautiful if you don’t look closely at the hands. The hands tell stories of too short lives and unrequited love.
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190553
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It's a pretty strange feeling when you think you're about to bite into some ice cream and instead it's gazpacho.
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1904108
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Time to pull in the shining teeth, but it makes me so sad, you know I'd rather be holding hands. The others have told me, don't hold back, hit them with every white knuckle, and let them bleed out, I'd rather be kissing your face. It hurts,…
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190464
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There were days in my youth when, through no fault of their own, my parents could not drive me the seven mile trip to my elementary school. When I got older they bought me a bike and that proved duly adequate as conveyance. But when I was six years in age
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19041412
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He says, You think too much and he grins a grin that has all of the attic keys on a wrought iron ring, on a chain.
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190443
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The scaffolding had been difficult to construct. The rock floor of the bluff offered no purchase, so he'd been forced to anchor braces to the trees behind, then span some thirty feet. A cantilevered gallows reached another fifteen feet past the stage...
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19041817
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Buddy was in a garage band. They were pretty good. “Soul Harbor“ they called themselves.
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190484
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He wrote, wrote, wrote with the sharp eye of an eagle...
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1904107
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She thrust her proboscis through seven layers of dermis and began to suck, filling her belly with his Welbutrin and Xanax infused blood.
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19041410
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are my only real friends. They don't seem to mind my shuffling down the dirty sidewalks without acknowledging their mere scraggly presences like friendly tombstones. They are growing their hair out again. I've noticed that much. We've got a…
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190411
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When Kim handed me some of her husband’s condoms—“Here, use these”—out of one of their bedroom dresser drawers, could she sense the astonishment I was trying my best not to show?
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19041817
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The air is dry and smoky from a fire some miles away. The air is cool. A pair of vultures is soaring in a circle high above the rising land.
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