1909 3 3
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To what better worlds remain.
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19091714
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Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.
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190910
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It wasn't until about 2:30 that my hairpiece began mauling small children.
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190921
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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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19091310
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I will not tell you that your anger is wrong, child.
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1909102
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Time
Holds
Ultimately
Nothing
Dear
Except
Reunion
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190932
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He kept the lawn mowed at the perfect height. He mowed it twice a week to one inch. Some weeks he mowed it a third time for good measure.
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190876
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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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190821
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so one time the Holy Ghost come down to Stumptown
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190872
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leaning over the banister, her Christmas waist making the wood swoon and creak, a warning sign if there ever was one...
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190842
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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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190800
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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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190721
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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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190743
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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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190700
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The first time they were separated, he rediscovered music and writing.
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190785
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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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190776
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Now, the Midwest was ashes. The oceans were covered with hydroponics plant growth.
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190754
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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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1907208
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Phoebe-Lou Adams wrote this of them
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190753
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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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1906105
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there she was, this beautiful duck with her 4 beautiful babies, under my bush.
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19061412
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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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1906168
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dos equis ambar
sits cool and dark
by my side
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190684
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He wrote, wrote, wrote with the sharp eye of an eagle...
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1906105
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Truth came out of it, a little bug that hovered there...
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1906119
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The taste of / what is denied us is always sweet
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190662
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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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1906114
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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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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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1905108
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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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