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I knew it was just a matter of time...
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I may be the shadow that I am, but I only ever loved you.
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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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that is a fair description of our family if I add the disclaimer that the girls are whores and we don’t have much in common.
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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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And without further ado, The Author.
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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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“Phennias Jessup is his name. That’s his death’s head scroll, an hourglass, bats, spirals and angel’s wings on either side of the top part of the stone. "
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She stepped into a pair of high heeled slippers and began to dance. She was Salome, a witch, dancing like the most beautiful, the most skilled whores of Paris.
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Steve Bancroft’s future wife showed up at his door that same night, slamming her hand loudly against the door and shouting for him. “Steve, Steve, wake up. Damn it, come on. You forgot to pick me up at the airport. Who are you in there with? I said wa
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When I died, she said, she was going to have me cremated and put my ashes in the cats’ litter box.
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She’d once read the Time-Life Encyclopedia on The Universe and became obsessed with the woman from Alabama who was singled out, by a rock from a far place, in her sleep.
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My wife and I are cat people. Indeed, that's how we met. We met at a wake.
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Great Uncle did stunts in silents and shot a man in a cowboy one-reeler, then vanished to the hills like Roy Earle in High Sierra.
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Maybe all quarterbacks are shitwads.
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The contrast can be summed up in a sip.
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Before the days of “customer experience,” Eddie figured out whatever information he could about his clients. He asked them for business cards, recorded their phone numbers from the reservation book, snapped photos of them in his mind…
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At this time of night, the fluorescence makes his eyes bleed. The muscles in his legs are tight; walking's more of a necessity than anything else. Alexander pushes the shopping cart down the endless gray tile floors of the Grand Union on 35.
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Because if they’re wavering, it's about the coin, always about the coin.
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We’re all competitive and drunk.
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And the voodoo pins pinged as, folding and imploding, she was reduced to a petro-chemical puddle.
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I’ve been such a fool, so reckless and untrue.
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you were very very small, you were everso small, you were like – the tiniest creature, hopping about on one leg
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"Lately I've been thinking a baby's the only way I might be able to hang on to you."
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{Chapter iv of Undermind} "What do you think of the light in our city at night?" It spreads out in every direction, following the hills and valleys of the city, visible into the far distance from the Penthouse party room on the 44th floor. "Gorgeous!…
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I watch my brother carry her into the hospital, and I love him with parts of myself I didn’t know were capable of love. I love my brother with the space behind my eyes, the skin between my fingers, the ends of my hair, the crease in my neck. I love him wi
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wrenched its lower back trying so hard to lift too many stacked November clouds off the newly shaved prickly heads of the slowly freezing trees,like ring weights,and had to spend the last of its hours setting in a small square box in…
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I often thought about touching those slippery flames between my thumb and index finger.
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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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