1895 8 4
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He had become an accessory to a murder.
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1894 0 0
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stoplight - (haiku love series - #2)
eyes lock in a gaze
glimpses of my future spark
then you walk away
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1894 16 17
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If I wanted cautious I wouldn't be in her bed. She would only sleep with her husband. Adultery is not for pussies. So I dive back into the conversation which has made my dick limp and ask where I'm wrong in our post-coital chatter and she says it doesn't
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1894 0 0
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The moonlight illuminated Dahlia’s bare breasts. She remembered when Gerard used to appreciate them.
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1894 2 1
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How old is he anyway? 35? Maybe 40? Old—but in a good and sophisticated way. Everyone says he’s good-natured and generous, Mr. John-just-like-a-movie-star-Wagner.
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1894 8 4
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I awake one morning to find that still,
the leaves continue to fall.
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1894 13 3
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As American as hotdogs and apple pie...
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1894 3 3
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They said AK, AK, if you want to come here, if you want to come to Antioch, you have to bring your A+ game. If you want to run with the big boys. That’s what they said. So I brought my A+ game.
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1893 14 11
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1893 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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1893 1 1
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There was an ownership about the makeshift carnival. There was a therapy there.
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1893 8 8
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dicks, skulls and upside down crosses
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1893 5 4
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Aubrey pulled close the wool cloak that used to belong to a pilgrim and wondered if some of that saintliness and pardon might rub off. The mail was late and the bushes damp, but at least years of living in the woods had taught Aubrey to avoid thorns…
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1893 4 4
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... if they called her Mother, would she take them home and raise them?
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1893 2 1
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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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1893 21 19
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The younger woman asked Scott if he loved Jesus.
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1893 17 15
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I loved to visit my grandparents when I was a kid.
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1893 10 6
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He is drilling the door of a safe to access the keys he locked inside.
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1893 3 1
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Dark hung over the night like an occupation force. Across the street a Cuban diner fought it off with green and yellow neon lights, Latin rhythm beating through the air.
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1892 16 16
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To See Who's There Able these days to search through centuries, I click, scribble, cut and paste, skim, reject, record, resurrect a wet stone wall, the smell of burning peat. Bob's your uncle, Peggy's …
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1892 24 12
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Man waters Earth with his eyes.
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1892 9 7
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The drip of rank meat, his muzzle, his back-barbed tongue: red.
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1892 2 0
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I try again. "You can make a big cup by putting your hands and fingers together, see?"
He glares at me. "A giant could make a big cup," he says. "A giant could make a giant cup."
I thought so before, and I’ll say it again. A little genius.
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1892 15 10
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When we would leave her place I never had a firm idea where I was taking her except I knew - and she knew - that eventually we'd end up back at my place. We did this a lot when her husband, Mack, was out of town. Every couple of weeks his job took him to…
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1892 10 10
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Yellow Pages season is on us now, and Jimmy's drivin' a contract route. He'll head out to the San Joaquin where they print, and load ‘em in the back of his Tundra with the high side walls until the whole damned rig sags low,
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1892 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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1892 8 6
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the/ orange/ tastes/ welcome
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1892 0 0
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If you want job security on this planet, you'd better study art.
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1892 6 5
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They think Van Gogh heard music when he looked at his starry nights. Working at a Bingo parlor, you get to believing in a one-in-a-million shot just as much as you doubt the rarity of a sure thing.
I only worked part time at the bingo parlor because I ne
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1892 16 13
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Their nouns are few and stark./
Ours are numerous and dappled/
or subtly shaded and shadowed/
by circumstance and possibility.
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