1890 5 3
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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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1889 6 4
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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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1889 0 0
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The girl who was me stands in a sandbox with upraised arms, honey hair tied with olive yarn in two ponytails. She says nothing, but wants me to pick her up.
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1889 11 8
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“Sometimes when I feel the urge to create, I don’t know whether to grab my paints, my camera, my guitar or my pen.”
“You could have sex,” her friend, sitting in the desk next to hers, joked.
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1889 4 2
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Two people are talking. They are both wearing hats.
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One day me an' Elvis was down at the riverbank with Huckleberry, chasin' darters an' watchin' barges go by. It was a lazy day bein' a Sunday an' all. We had jest got back from Church an' Mami told me to change my clothes so's that I didn't get my Sunday
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1889 12 12
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1889 2 1
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My name is Lu-chen Wyatt, and I have watched this tomb for seven years with undying loyalty. Tomorrow I am going away, and I wish to set down the story of my leaving and to say goodbye to Set-Yi, whose burial place has been my home for so long.
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1889 7 5
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skies electric blue,/limpid dewy air, the world/framed by a small farm.
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1889 4 2
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"I was hit by an Amtrak train and dragged a hundred feet, and I'm going to die from smoking cigarettes."
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Your writing offended the editors greatly, and we would select certain word choices we disliked, but we truly hated every word, including mere articles, prepositions, and conjunctions.
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1889 4 4
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A man on the sidewalk dressed as a hot dog hits a triangle dinner bell with a clang and yells for everyone to come and eat at Hot Dog Hot Dog. We were feeling more like fish and chips or spicy pulled pork, but there's something about how…
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Good buddy Jesus./
Life coach Jesus. Enthusiastic//
and optimistic Jesus, no cross/
or crown of thorns in sight.
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So, like I said. Da. I have dealt with the men, when I was a lap dancer. The men they need the….manipulations. I have good hands. They want me to see them naked, their power. Here it is only the women. The massage, the facial, the waxing...
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1889 3 0
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the white moon is dangling
by a thread tonight
you close your eyes
and listen to it undress
and suppress, suppress
you listen to it undress
while you yourself hang lifeless
in your own arms
not meaning to do yourself any
harm, not
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1888 7 3
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Maybe she thinks in Czech, dreams in German, pretends in English. Babylon is a beautiful place after all.
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1888 10 8
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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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1888 6 6
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When she finally arrived it was like a cello playing inside me
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1888 7 2
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"My dear man. We are not friends we are symbiotic."
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Their bodies, ripe uncovered flesh, had begun to erode, the edges of their limbs and cores bitten, taken by the wind in small pieces, flaking and tearing, some parts sliding, falling away.
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1888 3 3
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To what better worlds remain.
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Buddy was in a garage band. They were pretty good. “Soul Harbor“ they called themselves.
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1888 8 4
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He wrote, wrote, wrote with the sharp eye of an eagle...
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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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Newhouse returned his gaze to his wet palm, which he lifted to his nose with suspicion, sniffed again and again, then struggled to move out from under the growing stream.
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Here they come, those witnesses.
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1887 4 3
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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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Leonard didn't know that cute girl well, hardly at all, but he really wanted to. She was his first real crush in Junior High. He got his chance and talked to her some one day while they were walking down the hall between classes. She actually spoke to him first. The bell…
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1887 4 1
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Cos I play hard that’s why. Everyday hard. You want someone who ain’t an everyday player ? Try our Closer. But ain’t his fault he’s always sat there in the pen, like he’s taken root. His number lines rely on the rest of the team. So he’s flatl
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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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