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Under nervously flickering fluorescent lights / your name will grow / fed by the tongues of Those Who Never Leave
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185943
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When she told me to write itI did; I scratched out what I wanted to sayin quick print letters. Not all of it.I could never get it all out in an hour but thegeneral idea was definitely there. We had to finish it in the rain becausewe couldn't light the…
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185822
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I've never really been impressed with authors that write long teary-eyed novels about people dying of terrible diseases or uplifting stories about the armless boy who made the wrestling team.
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185822
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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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185886
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Here I am in the city where we walked side by side, you had driven a great distance and lost your way somewhere where exits left the highway from both directions and unpredictably.
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1858105
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Freshly fucked,
Shirley exhaled enjoying the lingering sensations. She always felt lighter after a good orgasm, and this had been one for the record books.
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18582214
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I thought each day died inside the clock.
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185894
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A jollier zombie you shall never find. You must trust me on this!
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185821
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the champagne foam cascades like cherry blossom ensnared in the first gales of spring
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185800
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"Did I have a choice? Could I just open my eyes, did I have to ‘see’ as he was telling me now I could? I decided to go for it. What did I have to lose? This was all a dream, too much driving to get here, too much reunion, too much food, too much beer. Or
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185811
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He shivered in his robe and pajama pants as the showdown with the piggy bank continued on this dark winter’s night. He couldn’t resist the cute dots for eyes, the stubby legs and perked up ears.
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185885
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Without warning his eyes expertly navigated into a closed position setting off the dream machine long without power until this very second.
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185822
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185732
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I don't know if I'm going to get Alzheimer's, but know I don‘t want to. That's why I just read “100 Simple Things You Can Do To Prevent Alzheimer's“ by medical journalist Jean Carper. Doing simple things is something I'm good at. And while I'm…
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185755
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While the other kids blew bubbles, Maddy clung to my neck. She didn't cry or scream, and she held on loosely, not with the death grip some kids have. For five Wednesday afternoons, Maddy wrapped her pudgy arms over my shoulders and rested her bottom on m
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185731
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Everything is painted black that isn’t glass, velvet, neon, or chrome. The club is cold, and the DJ who broke-up with me while I forgot I was stoned is spinning his favorites to an empty floor. Endings have a rhythm. I heard this one coming. I can hear it
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185754
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I grew up in Detroit, and even though I haven't lived there since I was 18, I'm still a Michigander at heart. I'm also a (retired) bankruptcy attorney.You can probably tell where this is going. I own a Detroit municipal bond. It's a sewer bond, which means…
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185721
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Oh no, here is that Whitman man
I’ve heard he is a bounder.
Don’t look his way or catch his eye-
Just get another round, dear.
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1857105
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'Do you feel that, my little one?' Stillness. Calm. I felt the baby move her tiny little feet and smiled.
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18571211
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The cataclysm of all those photons/
mad to be a part of you
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185700
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There was a whole group of us Young Turk poets who hung out at the Savoy Tivoli in North Beach. Most of them drove cabs, (whereas I was now working in a damned gas station for Angel, my publisher’s man, who got me a job there.) They would double-park thei
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185732
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A true Rowdies fan begins every conversation about the band with a legend. She would be impressed if he knew the story.
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18571513
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We lived on the edge of a tiny Iowa town, and picked corn fields were steps away.
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185734
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Sunday, Nolan and I drop by the ice rink on 10th and Alma to watch the amateur hockey leagues battle it out in an unspoken yet assumed class war: the buff, unemployed rink bums who can grind ice, cross-check, and stick handle like the pros, versus the dou
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185751
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“What would you think if I committed adultery?”
She pauses very briefly before replying.
“What, you got time on your hands?”
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18561612
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It's the little things that trip us
up: a small hole in a level field,
an innocuous root in a well-trod
path, a disinclined sidewalk...
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18561814
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Squirrels and mice fear her shadow
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1856135
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That led to the first aid box on the bed at 3 in the morning, but what about those veggies?
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185621
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God forbid you should break one of the camps precious “rules,” which were more or less like the Ten F'ing Commandments around there.
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185686
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As he brushes his shoulders against other people's shoulders until he almost has no shoulders –
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