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She had loved sleeping in Todd’s arms at night, hearing the soft tinkle of crystal above her when cool drafts moved through the house, his hand wandering over the swell of her belly.
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What did they even invent
clothing for? I asked.
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The people with the lucky faces Are always sneaking out more credit For everything than they deserve. Maybe They are right, maybe it's our fault For buying into the myths of the Land of mirrors. The people with the Lucky faces haven't…
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Over fifty plastic flamingos stood silently at attention... as if eating sea urchins out of our lawn.
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Some people might find it strange and a bit obsessive to mow their lawn every day, but to Shiram it was an irreplaceable part of his daily existence.
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People crawling up out of the chimney, then onto the roof, then sliding down it and off over the edge disappearing from view.
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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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He never bothered converting the tip money he pocketed at the Imperial Street 24 hour car wash as his world was replete with 25 cent transactions, making quarters the perfect coin for his realm.
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Dark, green grass covered the pasture like millions of tiny fingers swaying in the heat.
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A compliment is candy to the heartbroken, oxygen to a suffocating flame. The best hunter picks his prey carefully, selecting his line like an archer pulling an arrow from a quiver, quickly and efficiently, then flick! the line cuts through the air and…
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He was jolted awake from his light slumber by his pod crash landing. Landing? That means he found a planet. He opened the pod and got out to stretch his legs. He looked around. "Wow, and I thought Aleria was advanced. This is amazing."
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Ancestry.com The Liverpool census in 1851 lists him:Thirteen years old, Irish. Occupation: beggar. Only that. I will do more for him.I will see him in torn jacket and too-short pants singing all day of the fields, the cliffs,…
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What happened later that evening is unclear. When Mickey got back to his quarters, he was in good spirits. Buoyant even.
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There was something wrong with this picture. Was he the man she had slept with last night?
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I liked the taste in my mouth, mint and cigarettes and fresh and filthy.
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While space and time opened up for us, the ground accelerated its attempts to devour the astronaut. Grasses grew up around his edges. Seeds propagated in the folds of his suit, tendrils found their way into the mysterious holes for the missing hoses that
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The morning sun rose up over the flat prairie, and the powdery snow crunched as you walked on it, and the air was so crisp it hurt as you took a breath. That is good, I thought. That is how you knew you were alive, and I was truly very alive, and there was not much to do so…
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leaves of a season/float into a brook among/bubbles fit to burst.
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The thunder rolled like an old Bob Dylan tour...
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About 10 years ago is when it started. I was 14, sitting at Pop's knee, listening to his stories, and Mom came in crying. She could hardly get words out.
I think that day was the last time I felt the sun.
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I recognized the smile. It was a “I’ve got you where I want you now,” smile.
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I walked on hot coals. She got ahead of me. (228 words)
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A constellation appears in the shape of Van Gogh’s missing ear.
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The tiles begin inching toward him as soon as he moves. You've seen filings on glass. He's the magnet on the underside.
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My swinging purse sent saucers tinkling to the tile and the copper-headed waitress flew over, swooping on the shatter, clutching clean forks like a handful of flowers.
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"When we say something is good, beautiful, pious, or brave, what idea or image do we hold in our mind?"
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The Bridge Barstow had not wanted to listen to Griff. Griff was not making the right decisions, or he thought Griff was not making the right decisions. Thought he was walking a…
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Half way through our cigarettes she told me her name was Charlotte.
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