1832 24 10
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Clayton had a grin like the hand of a beast that stretched as long as her gravel road...
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1832 7 7
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My face turns to promise more, but my insides are browning.
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1832 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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1832 1 0
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He searched for something deserving of the word “bestowed,” something so rare as to horrify the clerics of ordinariness.
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1832 22 8
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The eggs got badder as the cook got madder
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1832 1 0
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"I read a cute animal story yesterday," I tell them. "And I was filled with rage. I can't live like this. There must be no more bears, or hamster-bears, or manatees, being hopeless and depressed. There must be no more cute animal stories—ever."
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1832 11 11
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This is the place I could find my breath. I didn'tSay I understood it. I only wanted to hold someone andMeant to. I don't care about the rules for caring.This place where I could speak was incredibly far from Where I'd once met you. The place where I could…
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1832 6 2
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So, when Daddy grabbed that cock by the neck and threw him into the hole that he quick covered with dirt, I knew right then that men would play a subservient role in my life going forward.
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1832 18 13
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My uncle looks into the bleached eye of his cat and asks
"What happened to my ear?"
The meerkat’s eye replies:
"You had cancer. Remember?
They had to cut off your ear to save you."
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1832 8 5
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1831 12 11
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I peed on Rick’s toothbrush. I nearly repented and cleansed it with hydrogen peroxide in the middle of the night. But I didn’t.
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1831 29 11
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They may have heard parts of it, the memoir in me. Then I took a trip—to New York, though they wouldn't have known where—and when I returned, I was entirely mum unless I had the phone with me.
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1831 2 2
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Her wrinkles came into focus, the sort of old woman's face photographed for coffee tables and art galleries and corporate boardrooms, for prize juries and grant selection committees, and Luc searched his formidable memory for an exact match. Over the long, tedious…
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1831 6 2
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I bought the goldfish at different pet shops out of town, a few at a time, until I had two hundred or more in the freezer.
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1831 4 1
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She had plain features suggestive of a Native American, which in fact, she was, partly, and she rarely wore makeup of any kind. She easily might have been indistinguishable in a moving crowd except for her loping gait and a tendency to move her hands arou
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1831 12 8
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1831 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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1831 10 5
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Half way through our cigarettes she told me her name was Charlotte.
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1831 20 11
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When the car arrived, Kitty bounded out, lipstick-stained cigarette dangling, silver hair tightly teased. We could not escape her hug, smelling of peppermint and Aqua-Net and Jean Nate.
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1831 1 1
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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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1831 4 1
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Butchie was the one who heard about the bonfire happening over on Harrison Avenue.
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1830 13 7
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Here’s how you do it. First you get a ladder, a long one.
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1830 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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1830 10 6
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1830 10 8
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"What mouths could not say, hands did."
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1830 1 0
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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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1830 3 3
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My love for him like wax wings/
so long they stretched eternal—
beating in the sky, grazing peaks,
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1829 0 0
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stoplight - (haiku love series - #2)
eyes lock in a gaze
glimpses of my future spark
then you walk away
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1829 9 6
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He has no plan, he needs a plan, he has no plan, he needs a plan -- the two thoughts bounce around inside his skull like racquet balls.
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1829 9 8
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If you get crushed in New York City
that's your own problem.
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