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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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dicks, skulls and upside down crosses
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The snake was fang-less and so had to choke her, making the kill bloodless and drawn out, just the way she liked it.
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I loved to visit my grandparents when I was a kid.
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I can still feel the texture of those humid Delta mornings, hear the rhythm of the voices of black children echoing down the halls. I still remember the sense of purpose that I had each day, knowing that this, here, mattered: a child’s education, their
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Within a day, she had a scummy apartment which belonged to the government. It had cockroaches, which she was not used to. They churned her stomach, repulsive little things. Not even creatures. Two brains, she'd read: one in the head, one in the ass.
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Born, he stood up. He wore nothing as often as possible
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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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I thought each day died inside the clock.
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I stand at the edge of the water naked as a newborn. Tiny ripples lick my toes.
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U-R, UltraReads is my new concept, an experiment designed to suit contemporary need and taste. The handy tablet-size reads can be easily done from your phone anytime, anywhere in the world. Each one comes together with a visual to make the reading experience more…
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Some of them are notorious tweakers. Nobody epitomizes the cowboy-outlaw biker more than the ironworkers, who are wired on Black Beauties they sell on breaks.
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While you can,/
find the beautiful
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These are the small miracles we witness from my barrio stoop.
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The first engine arrived and a fireman heavy with gear stumbled from the side railing.
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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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There was an ownership about the makeshift carnival. There was a therapy there.
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“Excuse me–where are the pig’s feet?”
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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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That morning, four children appeared in front of the train, which was ready to depart
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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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"Merry Christmas, Willie."
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And because the film is French, the camera pauses / long moments at the curve of her neck, it watches/ her finger vermilion tulips in a vase. Her new lover,/ a wisp of a man, looks good in leather./ The camera pans quickly across beige suede,/ rests long
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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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I considered explaining that the universe is still evolving and changing, but the look on her face said GENESIS ONE.
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