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I can confirm nothing/
but impressions of the world//
that appear beyond my/
body’s reach.
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Mounds of earth and grassless ground
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And Mickey said to the reporter, "I wrote a play for Richard. It is the wild play I performed with Richard. I think he will like this shit."
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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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Never touch David Letterman's neck!
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With such a world/
one must invent a heaven
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"Carl, do you think we can fit all of our furniture into that red house?" Jeanne asks. She wonders how easily you could burn a red house down, if a claw foot tub will melt or be left standing in a field of black grass. He reaches for her hair, the dizzy smell…
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His work was done. For sixty years, beginning soon after his seventeenth birthday, he had listened to the gods- good, bad, somewhere in between-
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"What is a vageena?" I wanted to know.
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The cabin has windows all around, like ribbon tying a birthday present.
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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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Susan was twenty-four when it happened again, but she had neither the patience nor the attachment to see it through.
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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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“Don’t you wish it always ended that way? The right people fall in love? Romance leads to marriage? God, that was a great movie.”
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1838 5 3
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“No names,” she said. “I am the mysterious woman, and you are the handsome stranger.”
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Indeed, it was quite likely that no one in town had ever played either of these games. The townsfolk were not big fans of word games, though they did enjoy Whist and Canasta.
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Moon Boy sits atop the hill's crest and watches Moon Girl.
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The drip of rank meat, his muzzle, his back-barbed tongue: red.
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He had stared at the back of his neck for so long that images of his nape flashed into view randomly throughout the day like interfering signals from a station just out of reach, DESIRE CHANNEL, or something, reminding him of his skewed priorities, his fa
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1838 5 5
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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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1837 2 2
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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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1837 2 0
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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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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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1837 6 6
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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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1837 2 1
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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 awake one morning to find that still,
the leaves continue to fall.
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