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You anchor the real
You make love to the true
I am bound to you in consecration
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183410
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Conjoined - her hardened nipple brushing, softly, against him, his chest hair caressing her skin like a thousand hungry lovers’ fingers – the perfect moment lasted eternity.
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183420
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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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183422
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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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183485
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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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183400
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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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183466
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The man went into his backpack and pulled out his book of crossword puzzles. The deluxe edition with fifty percent more puzzles for free. It had been an impulse buy from the bookstore, cost him four…
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183412
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Moon Boy sits atop the hill's crest and watches Moon Girl.
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183462
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After she died, clearing out her safe deposit box at the local bank, I found more numberplates.
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183488
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dicks, skulls and upside down crosses
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183452
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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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18342119
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The younger woman asked Scott if he loved Jesus.
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1834138
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When you bring information, it does not arrive.
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183455
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Alessandro was no ordinary demon (what demon is?), insofar as he had Constable Pulce's number. In demonly fashion he had Pulce's number in a way Pulce himself did not.
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He hasn't had a wedding ring in years. When George's knuckles began to swell — a little arthritis — his ring dug into his finger so bad his wife Loren took him to the ER and had it cut off. The ring, not the finger. He never knew there was a tool to cut rings,…
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take back all the falderal
and friggin' fiddle dee dee
take back the mad murmuring
of ten minutes ago
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183333
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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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I thought each day died inside the clock.
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183300
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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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183321
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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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183320
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The cabin has windows all around, like ribbon tying a birthday present.
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1833148
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When Kat returned home from The East Street Wars, she learned that her epileptic lover, White Dog, died from madness
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1833157
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It is a sunny day in the autumn of the patriarch.
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18331514
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I wrote this during a poetry workshop at the Atlantic Center for the Arts with Carolyn Forché. January, 2015. So much more has happened since that stunning week.
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183282
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The Numbers will never romp up the stairs from the laundry room to slip warm socks on your feet on a winter’s night.
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183222
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I flung the basketball at the hoop and Cooper shagged the ball. He was the luckiest bastard I knew. ...
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183221
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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 can confirm nothing/
but impressions of the world//
that appear beyond my/
body’s reach.
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