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"Your mother does sailors," the parrot screeched.
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19071110
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Someone will labor to keep it alive/
although the body will want but/
to return to random particles
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190600
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“It's going to be hitting around the mid-90's tomorrow” said the television expert. “So what? Like 1995?” “Maybe, perhaps even '96” “Does this mean I should break out my Backstreet Boys record?” …
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190652
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Didn't he have like a frog
No lips so speak of, and the weathered lizard
Look of the frequently face-lifted?
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190644
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Do you spend most of your time on Facebook, or all of your time on Facebook?
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190640
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“Hey,” I begin, a naughty smile breaking across my face before I can get to the punchline, “Want to drive around flipping off anyone with a Romney bumper sticker?”
Kaleb chuckles and beams at me. It seems everyone likes a good girl turned naughty.
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190697
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we wipe the blood of our progress
from our hands.
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190642
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He finds a beach ball and recreates humanity upon it. Kicking it down the shore he wonders how the little people must feel about each other. To place them on such a tiny globe almost seems unfair.
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190655
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190612
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It wasn’t funny. It wasn’t scary. It wasn’t great. And it never is with people.
Except..eventually..when you meet the right person..it is.
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19061816
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I keep encouraging him to write stories not poems, but I think he enjoys writing things that don’t fit together. Things that stumble.
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19062217
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While you can,/
find the beautiful
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190654
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190576
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He hasn't had a wedding ring in years. When George's knuckles began to swell — a little arthritis — his ring dug into his finger so bad his wife Loren took him to the ER and had it cut off. The ring, not the finger. He never knew there was a tool to cut rings,…
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190510
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Conjoined - her hardened nipple brushing, softly, against him, his chest hair caressing her skin like a thousand hungry lovers’ fingers – the perfect moment lasted eternity.
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190520
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Just thinking aloud, really. And by aloud, I mean typing for someone to read haha.
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1905106
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190500
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The unfanged obscene had finally caught him in the night.
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190542
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and to adorn my hair I chose every kind of light
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190521
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(For Dancer and Guitar) …
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19051715
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With such a world/
one must invent a heaven
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190585
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19052119
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The younger woman asked Scott if he loved Jesus.
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190465
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So she started sneaking into people’s houses in the middle of the night. She’d just sit in the kitchen for an hour or so, and just feel the peace. Never took anything or got into anything. Just sat there silently.
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190455
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How would you like to leave the land of your ancestors, the place of your birth, the home of your identity?
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190420
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I remember being sent a picture once from one of my old roommates, Louise, back in Chicago where I came from. The photo was taken when she’d come out for a visit to California. In the picture I am sitting on the front stairs of my house in the Rockridge
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I bear the wrong gin. Your air conditioner runs cold. It is either frigid or off, the gauge broken. You are not too old to overlook these things. You can't be choosy, but you will never beg. Just an occasional choice as you settle into this…
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190410
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"So" he started, which troubled me enough to turn back around and make such focused eye contact that I did not even notice his glass was again full, "you wanted to talk?"
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190300
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And Mickey said to the reporter, "I wrote a play for Richard. It is the wild play I performed with Richard. I think he will like this shit."
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[testing ... one, two, three ... testing ... is this thing on? ... ok, here goes:]
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