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For you I bring the circus, I reinvent
the shine
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...will it be as overwhelmingly dull and tedious as de Sade?
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It was with the departure of their last child that the Beazleys became grotesquely petty with each other.
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I dared to dream whether she was coming or was she going
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master carvers do not reduce with carving.
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Creamcheese straightened out that spectacular yellow dress, tucking a fully exposed nipple back in under the material. She pulled down the hem of the dress, then strolled right into the Savoy like a wooden duck being pulled on a string, and headed straigh
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After only a few months’ practice I am able to dive deep within myself. Inhale. A millisecond stop and I am under the surface. I know there is something here within myself – some treasure that I have come to find.
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Beneath the crosshatch gazes of the satellites and above the maze of sound, seahorse clouds exhale a glaucoma haze before they are absorbed into surveillance footage
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Seventeen-year cicadas are the sometimes-singers that surprise spring with the ugliest mouths of all.
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You should have
marked that territory like a conquistador,
mounted him like an equestrian, left no
what-ifs in your wake.
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With her head thrown back and mouth open she howls into the dark green night, letting her gloved hands droop like the front paws of a dog. A large orange corsage attached to the bosom of her gown.
Around her thick neck, a ribbon of black velvet. Her p
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Suds, like gossamer bandages at her wrists, concealed the turbulence below but could not relieve it.
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"Merry Christmas, Willie."
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Behind the plastic kitchen, where the special children sometimes sit, a large boy in tight dungarees had grabbed Stephanie's hair in one fist.
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The bar sounds grew (as bar sounds will) until everything rushed together -- clinking glass, tinkling ice, laughter and zippers going down then up.
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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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We were just as bourgeois as Bloomingdale’s, one generation past canned ravioli dinners with cheap white bread.
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The Sports Illustrated Swimsuit issue just came out, and all over America librarians are flipping through its pages and rolling their eyes. The swimsuit issue, which isn't actually about swimwear at all, but, is, instead, about young, beautifully shaped female…
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an ominous figure of fear and grace a ball moves back and forth
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Someone will labor to keep it alive/
although the body will want but/
to return to random particles
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Gone Heather,
with her hands in her hair,
silent for help,
over-involved now scared.
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Your voice so soft / I wish it was touch.
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Tonight was no remarkable night. The sun rose and set without question, children’s hearts broke with truth, around the world millions of people lost someone they cared about, millions people fell in love. It was an average day—it was unremarkable. It w
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To hear my name, called out across the Roman stones on a bridge in Regensburg through the languid March drizzle,
was to breathe again as my head burst through the water.
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That night he dreamed about a duel with toothbrushes....
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Does flight exhilarate the sparrows
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I saw it all, in a flash. Holy shit! I thought. This is good. I have to sit down and begin writing. This is serious. Dead serious!
I would rather be doing this than eating, or fucking, or anything. It was exhilarating. If I could only keep this up, who
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Also in development,/
the anatomically perfect robot/
pool boy and naughty maid,
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