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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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There is a push-up on the ceiling. I don't know how to get it down. I've tried hitting it with a broom. That just made it blow steam. I asked my wife, did you do push-ups on the ceiling? She did. Why? It's easier up there. The cat doesn't bother me. Well, you left…
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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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It wasn’t funny. It wasn’t scary. It wasn’t great. And it never is with people.
Except..eventually..when you meet the right person..it is.
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an ominous figure of fear and grace a ball moves back and forth
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Guys on safari wearing safari jackets shoot things all day, things with funny names …
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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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"Merry Christmas, Willie."
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It was all I was convinced / in designing the encounter.
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I thought each day died inside the clock.
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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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the future wrapped up in a dream
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Jack would have felt betrayed, and my parents alarmed, had they ever suspected me of playing with Jack's guns, but I found the temptation overwhelming.
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I awake one morning to find that still,
the leaves continue to fall.
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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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what is raised up must rest on its foundation.
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When her husband left she was not yet thirty
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You took up residence on the dark side of things, a bolthole in a wind-flayed right angle of a tower block where pigeons and suicides tumbled blackly on the air currents. You set about drifting off from who you were on a tide of cheap whisky and bad poetry, graduating…
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His thought was shattered then by the horrible grind of the telephone in the hall. Surely not for me, he thought. One of the other tenants has a friend who’s landed vipivka, no doubt after 39 straight days of hunt. Booze is so damnably hard to find
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I look at that wall, it has piss-stain yellow paint and water scars from several years of leaky pipes. I say I wouldn’t mind that, if he took out some of that wall.
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4. Hers blocking driveway, his diagonal in grass
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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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Hunger only makes people hungry, but bad hair can ruin your whole day.
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Half-pint Ball canning jars, each labeled in earnest capital letters, took up a whole wall of Teeny’s bedroom. Inside each jar was air she had collected from some place important to her life.
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Matthias Fenstermacher loved onions, but hated slicing them, and so he labored to produce a tearless variety. His first attempt was indeed tearless--instead of weeping, the slicer was overcome by fits of uncontrollable giggles. The potential hazard was
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Sometimes he could feel so small he believed he could fit through the eye of a needle.
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