1961 6 6
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But the best thing about Rebekah
was the way she floated always
beneath the scent of woodburn
and dusty Middle America,
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1961 17 13
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and the mass exceeds the buoyancy/
and gravity pulls you back,
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1961 1 0
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It wasn't until about 2:30 that my hairpiece began mauling small children.
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1961 10 7
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She thrust her proboscis through seven layers of dermis and began to suck, filling her belly with his Welbutrin and Xanax infused blood.
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1961 4 6
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The thing that really gets you about the house is the hurricane shutters. They're up already, even though it's the end of May, because Buck's uncle is back in Rhode Island for the summer and he's prepped the house on Key Largo like Armageddon is coming.
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1961 7 5
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skies electric blue,/limpid dewy air, the world/framed by a small farm.
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1961 11 6
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He has stubby, rough little fingers. Good.
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1961 3 3
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When i close my eyesI see the faces of the deadI hear their voices The things they said, their laughter The ones i thought would live forever!! Something got them though: the ones who lived fastIt was a drug, some bullets, a disease I thought they would live forever!!Those…
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1960 0 0
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Reining her small hands around the molded handle grips, her bottom bouncing athwart and wildly off the seat, Symphony wrenches her center of gravity inward, commandeering as much control from the road it would allow. With her breaks behaving as stubborn
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1960 12 4
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There was a children’s lit theme running through the party. Aside from Annemarie’s costume, there was a Harry Potter, a Pinocchio, and a Grinch.
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1960 14 10
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are my only real friends. They don't seem to mind my shuffling down the dirty sidewalks without acknowledging their mere scraggly presences like friendly tombstones. They are growing their hair out again. I've noticed that much. We've got a…
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1960 4 4
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Your kiss has spread like a fever, persistent and catastrophic for an ill-prepared heart like mine.
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1960 29 13
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Cinnamon and smoke
infuse the days that shorten,
chill, accelerate.
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1960 1 0
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I don't really know, though. I've been locked in a beer cave for the last ten years of my life. I was just let out by some frat boys who were looking for Natty Light.
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1959 10 3
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“I’ll be damned,” he said. “I never knew where that was.”
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1959 9 5
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but with a light, a rainbow light which was scattered, maybe she herself was a scattering of light, an infinity of universes caught like the opening rays of sunlight
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1959 21 8
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1959 2 0
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When the writer expressed with subtle alacrity that he adored the painter, she was flattered and didn't raise objection. The writer-in his aloof manner, with experienced caution-pointedly wrote a poem directly for his muse. She never spoke of it, and hi
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1959 18 17
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Buddy was in a garage band. They were pretty good. “Soul Harbor“ they called themselves.
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1959 12 12
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1959 13 4
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His hands go up and down on me. You love me don't you he says. I don't know I say.
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1959 7 6
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Now, the Midwest was ashes. The oceans were covered with hydroponics plant growth.
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1959 21 18
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After the funeral there was a luncheon in the church basement.
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1959 1 1
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Right away, like toadstools, there were crackpot theories. The first: that kids out on the lake dock, against fire department warnings...
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1958 16 13
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Suddenly a hand shot up on the other side of a hedge. “I’ll have one of those!” cried someone who remained invisible.
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1958 7 6
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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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1958 4 0
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Lifting a pear wedge to my lips, I hesitate and dip it into my bourbon instead. I notice a tiny sphere of liquid, suspended, glistening with the flame of the candle. The sweet, subtle scent tantalizes my senses. Careless, sticky fingers bring movement.…
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1958 0 0
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“You have run for your life, Astylos, and won. All Hellenes share in your victory.” The crowd bellowed and thundered as an attendant tied purple ribbons around the winner’s forehead, arms and legs. These would mark him as a victor for the remaining days o
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1958 2 0
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We all have friends that would drop everything to save us. It’s the times we don’t need help that they’re not nearly as attentive.
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1958 10 11
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The man of a thousand faces was defunct.
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