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it’s women i’ve loved/
or men i owe money
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180522
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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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180501
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It was with the departure of their last child that the Beazleys became grotesquely petty with each other.
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180421
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But forever is only for dragons, and children need to be touched or they die.
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18041612
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Indeed, it was quite likely that no one in town had ever played either of these games. The townsfolk were not big fans of word games, though they did enjoy Whist and Canasta.
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180400
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Solomon just makes people leak. Literally.
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180497
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we wipe the blood of our progress
from our hands.
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180484
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He was ready for the rub. Tense. She could always tell. The legs, the shuffles. He had to be frantic before he would come to her, his own wife. Vanity, fright. She could read him like a book open on the table, turn his pages the way a fish flakes. "It's comfort night,…
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180421
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Clare sits bolt upright in the hard plastic chair, warily tracking every passer-by. In her lap, Kim’s hair is damp with sweat, dark blonde curls melting against her flushed cheeks. Clare absently strokes the length, soothing both of them.
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1804128
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Are they too old for life's little pleasures? The answer comes as I pass them on the canyon road one morning.
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180499
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For another man she raced through infinite wounds and fists in a monsoon forest. Hands tied to her lover’s for a dance, a roulette of paper cranes exploding across the sky. Cascaded into the sea of black eyelashes.
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180310
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I'm sitting in a burned out skeletal frame of an old Cadillac on the side of Route 66 just outside of Kansas. Back home in New York State my sister is explaining to my mother that Jack Kerouac convinced me to run away even though he's been dead for years. They're…
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180322
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mr cummings sounded too formal for a man who didn’t use capital letters. As she climbed the four flights of stairs to the flat, she sang to herself, “I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart).”
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180343
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take back all the falderal
and friggin' fiddle dee dee
take back the mad murmuring
of ten minutes ago
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180353
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“No names,” she said. “I am the mysterious woman, and you are the handsome stranger.”
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18031211
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You make your art when you can and Perhaps vice versa. You really Don't know what that means? Consult your tarot. You make your Art and visualize your mind As a large pool of water. You Make your art and if you're lucky They may…
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180344
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The signal sets the faint young boys into motion
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180397
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The drip of rank meat, his muzzle, his back-barbed tongue: red.
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18031410
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She wouldn't have been the first.
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1803108
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The planet looks so peaceful from space doesn't it? Want a blue Gumball? Like a pancake batter with bluish dye mixed into Its big yellow bowl and carried out by a winking Victorian Butler. Like a bowling ball with just the right Weight for your…
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1803149
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1803115
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Marge came home with a Doors CD.
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180383
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I want her life to pass in a world without meridian
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180243
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180220
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Joe thought of Evelyn. Walt of Charley. Annabelle dreamt of Paolo in an autumn in Cordoba. Everyone who stayed at Mrs Jackanoe’s guest house in Room 17 and found the note also found some long forgotten feelings.
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180230
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I was a Cub Scout, and the face of God was a joke that was told to my little pack. The joke went as thus:
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18021914
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His work was done. For sixty years, beginning soon after his seventeenth birthday, he had listened to the gods- good, bad, somewhere in between-
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180253
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I opened my switchblade mouth and sliced
through the scab of silence.
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180144
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My head was swimming with nicotine, the coldness of the first snow, and unfinished love thoughts.
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18011010
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I had some words, but the truth is they don't mean a thing because whatever it is I was trying to say to you always crumbles to the ground in front of you. I had some words, but the bullying wind was stronger than me and ripped them…
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