1705 10 5
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Rounding a corner, Clarissa wiped out and hit the floor chin-first. She wailed and the dildos skittered away under a display.
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170596
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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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170586
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you hear the knell of kindness
long before its cathedral voices -- a recessional --
barters better times.
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170585
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And because the film is French, the camera pauses / long moments at the curve of her neck, it watches/ her finger vermilion tulips in a vase. Her new lover,/ a wisp of a man, looks good in leather./ The camera pans quickly across beige suede,/ rests long
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1705136
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Men aren't good at these kinds of things, my mother tells me. She states it as if it is a scientific fact.
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17051410
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She wouldn't have been the first.
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170500
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Vito stood before the mirror combing his dark, freshly-cut hair. He trimmed his thick mustache, then buttoned his black vest. He liked its tight fit against his muscular torso. He had difficulty fastening the top button of his white shirt, the collar tigh
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170500
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If you want job security on this planet, you'd better study art.
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1705199
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Liz didn’t steal his heart / she embezzled it
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1705107
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Behind the wainscoting, the mice scratch, struggling to keep warm.
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170522
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We stopped at the Western Summit of the Mohawk Trail. Below Richland lay in the valley. I could see all the way to New York State and well into Vermont. From memory, I picked out the Hoosac River running south under the railroad
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170588
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He's not something you'll want, waiting for you, inside your living room's ear. Go and see your family. Breathe the broad daylight whenever you can. I got lost in some free form dog caves. That's all. That's no path to aspire to …
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170422
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My future husband is wondering why I'm "taking your crap"
when I'm excellent at standing up to his.
He's cooking dinner in the stylish two story home he owns
and wishing he had someone to share it with,
a blue eyed blonde, but only if she's me.
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170400
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I ought to see, in Mr. Smith's dilated pupils, the projection of his last reverie.
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170453
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Having sex with her there made me feel like a child molester, I said. She said it made her excited.
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17042616
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Poets are more like Jesus,/
suffering the cross
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170400
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A Nonfiction Behind the Scenes look at how the Arcana Magi Universe came to existence.
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170431
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I took it in my hands and used it on my lips. The taste was just hers: her touch, her smell, her breath in the winter nights. She was in this. Everything we had was in this tube.
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1704193
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The snake was fang-less and so had to choke her, making the kill bloodless and drawn out, just the way she liked it.
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17041715
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I loved to visit my grandparents when I was a kid.
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17042913
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Cinnamon and smoke
infuse the days that shorten,
chill, accelerate.
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170454
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THERE'D been mutterings on the shareholders' board about a dodgy deal shoved through. In the rush after the towers' thing to get out relevant stock an executive producer had signed off on some film school kid for five big ones to shoot a…
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170311
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“I scheduled some time today to talk to you about something…something important. Since you’re going on with your life, leaving everything you’ve known so far, you’re going to need some information about sex.”
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170365
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Last night I spoke to the universeon your behalf. I don't know if anyone understood my plea, but I did it, I knew what I meant to say out loud, heard myself implore the great cosmic stuffing we're all fluffed out of to pleasejust give you a…
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1703138
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The human/
is less dependable than these pinpricks//
and the lunar cycle.
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170344
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The signal sets the faint young boys into motion
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170311
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He shivered in his robe and pajama pants as the showdown with the piggy bank continued on this dark winter’s night. He couldn’t resist the cute dots for eyes, the stubby legs and perked up ears.
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17031410
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Sid, the owner of the red convertible, always slept with his twin Lhasa Apsos, Helpless and Hopeless. He was an early riser and took his “girls”, as he called them, out for a brief walk, yes, and also he was up early to take his morning penicillin because he…
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170330
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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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17031510
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I tell my woman friend the new man's penis is too large. I tell her once. She asks me later whether I asked about it at the doctor's—large cock, she calls it, and I say I told the doctor my boyfriend's in a wheelchair.
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