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I am in the hallway, but I don’t sense it. That is to say: I don’t feel my body. I am like a phantom, a limbless entity floating, flailing.
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Mrs. Noah eyed the thickening clouds from the front stoop. Noah was still out in the yard kicking up sand in disgust, arguing with himself the whole time. Piles of cedar timber lay strewn all about. Maybe if they’d lived even three days’ journey clos
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I took it in my hands and used it on my lips. The taste was just hers: her touch, her smell, her breath in the winter nights. She was in this. Everything we had was in this tube.
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There was an ownership about the makeshift carnival. There was a therapy there.
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"Look, Ted, I'm on a timer. It's really hell here, you can't imagine. And I have a chance to get paroled early, if you do me a solid."
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I am abandoned to the mundane/
calculations of a small mind/
trapped by small considerations
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Their love was doomed at the onset, yet they engaged in it anyway, heedless of the numerous error messages and critical runtime failures. Abort, Retry, Fail? They selected Retry over and over.
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(I'd appreciate some feedback on this very weird story.) A Frosted Mini Wheat walks in to a bar...
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I considered explaining that the universe is still evolving and changing, but the look on her face said GENESIS ONE.
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"Being honest with me," said her teacher, "will hopefully allow you to be honest with yourself--writing is about being honest, and articulating that honesty."
It sounded like a riddle, and her teacher looked at her with the sanctimony of a wizard.
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I bought some charlatan art / and hung it on the wall
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"Merry Christmas, Willie."
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These are the small miracles we witness from my barrio stoop.
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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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When we were seventeen, after her dad, the preacher, finished his Sunday night church services that required our mandatory attendance, we'd walk to my car in the pasture-turned parking lot holding hands and stop at the passenger-side car door to kiss deeply, get…
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Never touch David Letterman's neck!
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A son packs his bag - bottled water, extra masks, and jerky. Mom paces behind him. “Don't go.”
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dicks, skulls and upside down crosses
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That morning, four children appeared in front of the train, which was ready to depart
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The younger woman asked Scott if he loved Jesus.
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The thing was, though, she couldn’t shake the image of that dead dog she had found inside the black trash bag she thought could be first base, right before the twins said, Screw the game, let’s swing.
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an ominous figure of fear and grace a ball moves back and forth
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While you can,/
find the beautiful
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1. BLAME THE PARENTS This seems to be the most popular position on social platforms. Mom and Dad should have been watching this kid more closely. Period. Because how could any good parent fail to notice their own child climbing over a…
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That night he dreamed about a duel with toothbrushes....
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The first engine arrived and a fireman heavy with gear stumbled from the side railing.
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Mounds of earth and grassless ground
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The latest teen abuse of an ordinary household item? Late-night “lint roller” parties at which boys and girls engage in heavy “feel-up” sessions that can lead to unwanted pregnancies, white slavery and in extreme cases, marriage.
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"Did I have a choice? Could I just open my eyes, did I have to ‘see’ as he was telling me now I could? I decided to go for it. What did I have to lose? This was all a dream, too much driving to get here, too much reunion, too much food, too much beer. Or
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