1866 2 2
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The leadoff hitter must be comfortable accepting that he will almost never be the hero and will not be anyone's favorite and he will not be the baseball card that is traded for simply because his skills and abilities are subtle.
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1866 39 15
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If I had been a cat you probably would have kept me forever, even with an incurable disease. I think about that every time I clean the litter pan, especially late at night.
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1866 3 2
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My server wore cat's eye glasses, a Wonderbra that made her breasts like the embryos from Alien wanting to burst their way out of her Hooters t-shirt but couldn't.
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1866 10 8
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"What mouths could not say, hands did."
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1866 4 3
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The mouth on my breasts is hungry, searching, needing...
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1866 6 4
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Raymond Carver used to write poetry in his car. /
Tonight, I tried it too. /
I have a car like Raymond Carver /
but cannot write poetry like Raymond Carver. /
The car isn’t enough.
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1866 3 0
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Shannon refused to jump from the castle drawbridge to the gigantic truck tire sunk halfway down in the playground quicksand. He just stood there-arms folded across his chest, bony knees sticking out from beneath ratty cutoffs-in silence, looking to Rollie
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1866 5 5
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“Dear, baby, what do you fear?”
Or maybe it was, “Now here are the keys to the lock.”
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1865 3 2
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The smell of candy and burn... /A patriotic prose poem for the fourth of July.
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1865 10 7
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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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1865 8 2
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Looking for meaning in spaces between words.
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1865 4 2
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She catches my head in a leg scissors and says for me to say Ninja Uncle. Instead, I bite into her flesh that only remotely tastes like a soft salt pretzel.
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1865 11 10
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I should have known to wear boots on Teddy’s motorcycle, but I didn’t know that when the engine heated the exhaust pipe became hot as a griddle. Teddy didn’t warn me, and I thought there was something wrong with that, but I let it go the way I jumped on h
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1865 21 7
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55 words, slightly naughty
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1865 4 2
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He picked up a pack of cigarettes and shook it. He flipped the lid to confirm there were none left.
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1865 2 0
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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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1865 1 0
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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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1865 5 3
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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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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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1864 1 0
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This is about a mescaline trip that went wrong. It happened back in the '60s and I know, the '60s have been done quite to death and nobody ever gets the trip right but--you'll like this one. Joey and…
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1864 3 2
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Knocked off around noon, drank some retsina, checked Olympics results. Can’t find Medea’s motivation. Why would she kill her kids?
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1864 13 8
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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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She pulls out of love, while you sit upon the rumble seat, a granted is taken for every crack of the whip. She pulls out of fear. She pulls.
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1864 8 1
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She had a strange name which I am ashamed/
To have forgotten, seven times, maybe nine,/
Her lips transgressors, wet with sourapple ...
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1864 5 4
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just wondering what one does when age and job skills narrow one's career options
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1864 18 5
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She had a compulsion to organize things according to their size or colour or according to some other abstruse algorithm that clicked through her mind. She didn't know that this was OCD
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1864 3 3
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Blacked-out out on junk, I bet money on a sport I hated just last year.
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1864 3 0
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It started (or maybe ended) with the boot flying off the balcony and bouncing in the dead grass in front of our building.
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1864 1 1
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Of all the things Shelly hated about her job, the music was the worst.
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She suggested just moving in together. A lot less constrained by convention she, on occasion, did not wear a bra.
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