1872 17 16
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That night he dreamed about a duel with toothbrushes....
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1872 10 9
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It was all I was convinced / in designing the encounter.
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1872 12 9
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When did the air become warning?That clairvoyant delft and Delphic sky.What strange and ardent premonitionheld sway? Where were we goingbefore this hard work of constant falling?We were catching cabs and making breakfast,ironing, cursing late trains; hoping the deal…
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1872 5 5
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If there is an airport, it is one of dreams. If there is a dream, it is one of shadows. If there are shadows, there is not much more but the thoughts of a short man meeting a short woman on a runway of forbidden desires, in a foreign city belonging to n
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1872 15 7
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It is a sunny day in the autumn of the patriarch.
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1872 21 19
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The younger woman asked Scott if he loved Jesus.
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1872 8 2
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Three months had passed since the grease fire melted Jasmine's face.I sat beside her on the hospital bed and held her clamy hand as she trembled. "No more stir-fry," I joked. The doctor and nurse faked a chuckle. Jasmine might have, but the bandages muffled…
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1872 5 6
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In Your Absence the yard-cat, Flower, has started sleeping on top of the fridge
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1871 1 1
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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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1871 12 12
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1871 2 2
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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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1871 0 0
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It might not seem easy to breathe any love into a name like Father. It’s a stiff word—it’s not soft, like, say, Papa—but sometimes you have to breathe love into names you don’t choose.
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1871 3 3
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Waking in the middle of the night, tangled in the hotel sheets, I wanted to hear the story again: their pilot friend, the war, his specialty. "It's just a screw, son," Dad said, "nothing exotic."
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1871 2 2
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Next to you, the mother tightens her grip on her stroller. The young teenager tears her gaze from her mobile phone for an instant.
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1871 1 1
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There was an ownership about the makeshift carnival. There was a therapy there.
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1871 26 13
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1871 0 1
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I am reaching out at you, to you from the nest. From the nest, please come to the nest, to see me and to hear my life story. From the nest I go, and then I arrive at the nest, suddenly, just in time to be…
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1871 1 2
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I am tired of playing the old game: Saying something old in a new way. So let me do the opposite:
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1870 0 2
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When Mavis is satisfied that her new man and I have met her criteria, and at long last she goes, no one will stand between me and the relentless boredom of my own company.
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1870 0 0
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Black tagliatelle with squid and funghi porcini. He didn't understand why they called it a special, it had been in the menu since day one they had opened.
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1870 4 4
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The signal sets the faint young boys into motion
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1870 17 15
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With such a world/
one must invent a heaven
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1870 7 6
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That morning, four children appeared in front of the train, which was ready to depart
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1870 11 5
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This weekend was supposed to be about intellect and soul-mating, but, like all others, it's turned into body and longing. You sit in my passenger seat and I let you smoke in my wee car with the windows rolled down. We've come from a wedding, a fairy ring, a…
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1870 12 8
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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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1870 6 6
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The man and the whore lay in bed together. It was a cold night and they were warmed by the heat beneath the…
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1870 2 2
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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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1870 5 4
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1869 8 8
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I can confirm nothing/
but impressions of the world//
that appear beyond my/
body’s reach.
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1869 2 0
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a store called ROCKING FROCKS. In its window was a black tee shirt that said in big white letters, I'M NOT A SLUT, I'M WITH THE BAND.
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