1306 7 6
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Clear as my conscience may be, you still haunt me as the brown settles to black
sit there and recommence as if nothing had ever happened, your hands conducting the orchestra of your purity.
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1306129
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How to Boil Water
How to Cook an Egg
How to Eat
How to Think
How to Love
How to Die
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1306148
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In the gutter, the paper signs turned back to pulp.
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1306169
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If love could only by heat be bound
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1306158
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Mostly, though, reiteration of the old/
in an idiosyncrasy that strives/
to become fresh and fails
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130632
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Just let anyone else lay a finger on me or say the wrong thing when Victor is around... He is very protective. I am only to be beaten by him.
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1306105
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He was instantly on her, pulling at her nightgown
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130675
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What's the weirdest thing you've ever used as a bookmark? I work in a library. I've seen that, and more.
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130642
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Robert Townsend had planned his suicide for ten years, and on July 10th, 2010 he took a long, hot shower to set the mood.
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130621
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The air has its dark confessional, and I have mine. Hot is called raw by some, hate mixed with malice for others. I am only separated by this dark window of time from you, but you never feared the lovely or the lonely.
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130653
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She came to my house late that last night and shucked off her things and we slow-danced to Cruisin' as beaded rainwater slid off her black hair to the floor. She smiled an almost quizzical smile as she drank me there with her eyes, as if I was some…
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1306106
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He kind of enjoyed living by himself. It was nice and peaceful.
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13062218
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The end will film itself/
in charred, eviscerated bodies
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130667
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I start with a morsel of truth, then hide it with lies...
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130697
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You could hear her coming from a long way off
as she kept trying to catch her breath,
like she was getting the fun rattled out of her bones.
But it was laughter, laughter that kept on
filling up her belly from the inside,
and she was having tr
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130584
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The house had to be clean - I mean thorough-clean - when he got home from the pit for his tea, or he’d throw his plate at the wall and the gravy would run down onto the carpet. There was always gravy.
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1305146
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She drinks a chocolate martini. I fold myself up and slide into her pocket.
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130544
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She served him pie she knew was ruined.
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1305146
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"Are you all right?" I ask. He blinks. He sits up. I help him stand. He looks sorrowfully at his coffee cup, which is on the floor.
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130563
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"...easier to get milk from a male tiger than mercy from him."
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130541
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When I bite into a York Peppermint Pattie, I get the sensation of being curled in a ball inside a cold, dark cave filled with my darkest, most paralyzing fears.
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13051712
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When asked to turn over the Church's riches / he brought before the Roman prefect the poor, blind, ragged and infirm.
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130574
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A cow wanders onto a roof and falls through the skylight. It's a calamity, but such an innocent mistake. Mightn't you amble onto a rooftop once upon a full winter snow in Vermont?Another cow climbs a gravel mound in…
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13051413
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My art teacher hated Salvador Dali.
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13051211
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Bag worms hang in their cloudy white hammocks. This is the month of webs when long-bodied yellow and black spiders sign their autographs.
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130562
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“He put his stuff down—sunglasses, lotion and so forth—and I noticed there’s a little notebook that he didn’t have before.‘What’s that?’” I asked, and he said ‘Nothing.’”
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13052015
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The boys drank in one room. The girls in another. Always the same, no matter the letters.
Greek Letters.
Shabby sofa on the burnt-out lawn.
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1305147
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130599
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I should have buried him on the saddleback and kept my mouth shut. I'll murder the bastard who did it.
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130575
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Traveling in half-lit fluorescence, she smiles up at me, pale and strained
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