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At that point he would leave and listen to the scientists as they debate as to why the moon has organs and why they are covered in a thick fat.
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Behind them all, in the background, a tray of vodka tonics waits on a glass table, the limes losing color as they drown.
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I sought to feel something. I hunted my mortality. I craved that rush of life pulsating through my veins.
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To be honest, I've always wanted to be black
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I have nothing in me but a raw loneliness right now. It's as if someone whirl-winded me out of the sky into the middle of the ocean in the middle of the red faced night. My fate seems immobile, sealed, doomed to a rocking nothingness, like…
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He says, You think too much and he grins a grin that has all of the attic keys on a wrought iron ring, on a chain.
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He wrote, wrote, wrote with the sharp eye of an eagle...
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My best friend Khaled’s idea was, he’d set up a pool tournament. Nine-ball. Each church would send a player, and whichever church won, he’d join. Any church that wouldn’t shoot pool, he wouldn’t want to join.
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the dogneck gave no support
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Jane worked out of her new husband's suburban house, struggling to remember it belonged to her too. She shook off memories of years in a rented Mid-City shotgun, an old elevated dwelling that still seemed like home. It ended up with four feet of canal water…
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Sure, to a teacher, life is a paper / but what would life be to a druggist?
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Uncle Tee, a dog handler, taught all the camp children their basics: how to "make change" from a $10-bill, how to slip a hand into ladies' purses, and how to make their smiles warm and endearing.
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and we got the apartment, which was on a street that backed up on an alley situated, as it turned out, right across the alley from the very first Hari Krishna house, where they would wake up at four every morning and begin their maddening chanting: Hari K
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My mother and I are close We talk like friends I tell her about people I'm dating She gets excited for me And she asks how it's going When I tell her I think I'm gay She says nothing She does not ask about the woman I am seeing She does not ask how I am doing …
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It is indisputable that poets love roadkill...
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"Your mother does sailors," the parrot screeched.
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I was a six year old with no bike. Only the males in my familyhad that privilege. So one morning I got up very early, before the older siblings awoke, crept out the back porch door where Iknew there would be two bikes in the yard just waiting for me and my…
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I’m aware I will never be a woman the night you leave me for another city
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I was making good bread as a New York studio musician and jingle writer, anonymous back-room jobs.
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She lets go and it slides back too slowly.
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Cleaning the dust bunnies from under our lives, Zin says she wants to move to the country, maybe someplace as big as Texas. She claims that lately she's having trouble breathing between bricks or talking to hot chestnut vendors with rubber faces. It's giving her nightmares…
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Allen would stroll the remains of the orchard, reminiscing with Tad, flirting with dementia.
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I walked on hot coals. She got ahead of me. (228 words)
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It is late at night and you lean / over me to make sure your alarm is set.
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Do you think we die when we age?Or when a car runs over our hearts?We die slowly, minute by minute, every secondBy the time you read this, you've died a little
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The heavyset blind woman came into the art opening without a dog or a cane.
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And so the man-faced boy grew alone, knowing little of kindness and love. As he grew, he explored the limits of his cold world; crawling in dusty nappies, toddling in hand-me-down rags, at last walking on worn sandals, haunting the edges of human life loo
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When the city froze and the darkness began to arrive ahead of rush hour, my pills worked; Butterfly Hu’s did not. In a double blind trial, you can’t know who gets the miracle, and who gets the sugar.
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I'm not hungry now
The darkness swallows me as they eat.
I'm starving now
With a pain I can't defeat.
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We have read your book, but regret to inform you that it is insufficient. This is not to say that you as a person are insufficient, simply that your writing is. When you asked us what percentage of manuscripts we found sufficient, we told you, “Less tha
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