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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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French pee runs stronger, less minty. In France the world' a pissoir.
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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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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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I formed a snowball in my bare hands. Hard as a rock, I let her fly.
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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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....the first/
in a long history of indignities.
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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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Emma pushes through the door of the corner market, aiming briskly for her car, keys in one hand, grocery bag in the other, shoulder bag slung. Best not to make eye contact with the loitering boozers and bikers from the bar next door. Double take. Can't…
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Where we live, at the edge of the foothills at the east edge of town, fire is always a worry during the summer, and this has been an exceptionally dry year.
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Eyes so much deeper, that the internal flow could not hope to equal the intensity fired beyond iris, pupil and sclera. So blue, that life could not exist in the fragile shape of his heart, blue veins outlining an ever enlargening circumference…
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I often thought about touching those slippery flames between my thumb and index finger.
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Her skin is muddy earth/
I'd gladly play in.
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One thing about being a musician—more specifically a drummer—struggling against the cost of living—more specifically the cost of living in the Bay Area—is that I will do just about anything to earn money.
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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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Nora never dated Scandinavians.
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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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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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The man of a thousand faces was defunct.
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She said he was missing the whole point: it was a decoration, not an actual pillow. You were supposed to place it somewhere artful.
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The moonlight illuminated Dahlia’s bare breasts. She remembered when Gerard used to appreciate them.
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“What are you doing, Maestro?"
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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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Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.
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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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A constellation appears in the shape of Van Gogh’s missing ear.
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I. When my lips mouth yours where they are…
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