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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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After nine months, I was granted early parole...
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He'd tend the door himself in high lace up boots, orange rhinestone hot pants, a tight black t-shirt, and black boa with orange swirl.
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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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My wife and I are cat people. Indeed, that's how we met. We met at a wake.
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They stood at the intersection waiting for the light to change so they could cross the highway.
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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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And without further ado, The Author.
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it was your hands—caked
with years-old clay & quaking
from too much solitude
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I may be the shadow that I am, but I only ever loved you.
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In between ketchup-covered fries, a Quarter Pounder, and a vanilla shake, catty comments, and lots of laughs, Marylou slipped in her announcement, a grenade in a rose garden. “I'm pregnant,” she said.
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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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There’s no training course available for kids in love. You can watch your parents, you can watch other kids, but for the most part it’s all trial and error, and I'm still pretty shaky at almost all of it.
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Nora never dated Scandinavians.
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Sometimes cats had to die or dogs
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The world is full of dead dogs
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Travel into the beautiful swirling being you occupy whenever you get the chance. It's your right to seek the name of the most holy one in your deepest awakening. Then will you most likely find fellow travelers splashing about in their naked auras in…
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I often thought about touching those slippery flames between my thumb and index finger.
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Once, when I had not talked to you in a long time, I woke with your name in my mouth.
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It was stubborn early winter, when everyone was cold but went outside anyways, rubbing red fingers and shuffling feet.
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French pee runs stronger, less minty. In France the world' a pissoir.
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Incredibly he began to picture in his mind a scene not related at all to his frenzied search but of a huge plate of apple pie a la mode with the vanilla ice cream melting in streams like cool lava down the side of the pie and off of the plate.
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He was still on the ground...
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Rose, silence her desire when she, in this moment of desire, has passed into the grey and dawdles in the margins of such a hurtful unconventionality. Bend her astray from such a becoming. It would be a horror show: intimate, endless, and bloody, just the
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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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“It’s about basic working conditions!” she says, rubbing ice cubes on her nipples.
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...the astonishing discovery...
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In San Francisco, there rides at night a phantom streetcar whose driver is none other than Walt Whitman . . .
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