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The way I felt was as though you were, every day, making the conscious and deliberate decision not to be with me, not to share your life with me—and not to share my life, that you were choosing not someone else, but something else.
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In the gutter, the paper signs turned back to pulp.
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There are three ways I can love you, not even half of one more.
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tumbling for you from afar as close-up. They will rewrite your dancing form like a proper magical spell on all their maddest days, using the branches of cherished trees dipped into the trapped wells of certain hosts of …
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Her letter ends with her best words: No one will ever love you like I do. Beneath, she draws a heart, sad eyes, two jewel tears. Yours forever, Dawn. Hole by hole, not to wake her sister, she pulls the paper free, creases, folds again, then cuts…
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After we'd been on the highway about an hour, it started to snow. Sammy leaned down to pick up the roach he'd dropped, and we skidded off the highway
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So ya think you’re a writer? First of all, shut up. No, seriously, the very first thing you need to do, this very instant, is to just shut your mouth and take a seat.
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I imagined the sun to be the moon and discovered it was not on a road trip in California where I noticed the sun on one side and the moon on the other.
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On his knees
he divinates diverging lines
with belly laughs he levitates
the rebel spheres into geodes .
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The phone rang. Pete wiped his heavy eyes and squinted so he could see. He looked at the clock. It was five o’clock in the morning. He rolled over and tucked his head under his pillow. The phone rang again. He ignored it. It rang again. He picked up.
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When she opens the door, I say hi and introduce her to my friend, a bottle of J.T.S. Brown. She laughs and tells me to come on in before I fall down.
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I visited the grave of Rimbaud. / It was pale blue
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Azure became silent. She never thought of her death before, nor thought about actually fighting creatures and saving people’s lives.
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We've come this far. That's all we know. We've watched others reach their abrupt ends. They've given us this exact moment and we've taken it from them, sometimes without thinking. It's time for the next communication. I know what concern is…
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Where horses once were tethered grows their grass . . .
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the sound of ashes/ being poured in the kitchen
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...to know something people around you don’t know can put you outside of them. And then you can’t get back in...
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"this is the year I'm going to plant a yucca tree in the garden."
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There is a small church in the south of Italy, with a stained-glass window depicting the sister of John The Baptist.
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A small bar of glycerin soap floated in the sink full of bloody water . . .
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At night, I wake up, and Daddy's in the bathroom with a hanger in his mouth....
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I imagined the crystals in my mouth.
Salt flowers blooming on my tongue.
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You look at people
and despise them all.
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"We all knew that the thirty-eight year old mother, with the house on the hill, was having an affair with Darren, a fifteen year old boy, but no one did anything about it. When he was sixteen the parents found out and were furious, but the police were ne
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The bus is late; the papers disappear.
The china breaks, and the suit does not fit.
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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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It’s nice, but, it’s weird not being in love, or maybe in love, sometimes in love.
(Or, not in love. Frankly, we might be not in love.)
Or, both of us might be. Or, only one of us might be.
(Good lord, I hope it’s never me.)
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