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188822
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Pauleen tries to split open her legs because she doesn’t understand how to love someone without them.
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188843
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"I accept it," Leo said in a low voice. "I accept it all. I know who I am, I know who you are, I might even know who Martin is, now. We all have to share this. I think I will forgive you, because I can'
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1888167
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Nothing about it//
is attractive- its color, it’s design,/
it’s market value. I leave it be and watch
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188888
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dicks, skulls and upside down crosses
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188884
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I awake one morning to find that still,
the leaves continue to fall.
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188843
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Tony sat down in the hotel room with his back against the wall. He had a handsome face, with three-day stubble growing from it, his pupils very large as if frightened by something, or from deep thought. In his hand, was the winning lottery, Periodically he would get up…
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188886
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the/ orange/ tastes/ welcome
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188821
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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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188866
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The man and the whore lay in bed together. It was a cold night and they were warmed by the heat beneath the…
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18881715
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I loved to visit my grandparents when I was a kid.
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188882
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Three months had passed since the grease fire melted Jasmine's face.I sat beside her on the hospital bed and held her clamy hand as she trembled. "No more stir-fry," I joked. The doctor and nurse faked a chuckle. Jasmine might have, but the bandages muffled…
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1887109
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It was all I was convinced / in designing the encounter.
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188741
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188762
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"What is a vageena?" I wanted to know.
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1887115
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This weekend was supposed to be about intellect and soul-mating, but, like all others, it's turned into body and longing. You sit in my passenger seat and I let you smoke in my wee car with the windows rolled down. We've come from a wedding, a fairy ring, a…
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188766
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Assimilated wheat germ
integrated ant worm
the capital of brazil.
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188740
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When we were on the road coming back out to California, along the Lewis and Clark trail somewhere near Cardwell, Montana, I remember thinking life was like leaping through flames while reading poetry and drinking rotgut red wine. This was what life was, a
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1887128
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Are they too old for life's little pleasures? The answer comes as I pass them on the canyon road one morning.
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188722
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We stopped at the Western Summit of the Mohawk Trail. Below Richland lay in the valley. I could see all the way to New York State and well into Vermont. From memory, I picked out the Hoosac River running south under the railroad
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18871613
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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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188731
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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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188633
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The Karaoke Girls are not appreciated. Not nearly enough and not often enough.
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188675
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I was Orson Welles skulking in the shadows and you Alida Valli;
our time measured like footsteps advancing on Gethsemane.
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188612
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Moon Boy sits atop the hill's crest and watches Moon Girl.
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188631
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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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188666
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He begins talking about string theory. He reels me back in, from the dinosaurs to the infinite, human evolution and alternate dimensions, until it makes so little sense that everything makes sense.
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1886158
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this reaching, this striving to love like it's there becoming something we need.
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188520
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That put a real crimp in our already crimped sex life. Actually I didn’t mind as much as Allison minded. It made her real grumpy when she didn’t get laid. I could never understand how she could bear so much pain, because she was so small that it was l
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188521
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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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