1754 3 3
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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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17547530
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Joaquin Phoenix has inspired me to quit writing and purse my true lifelong passion.
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175421
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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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175352
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I imagined the sun to be the moon and discovered it was not on a road trip in California where I noticed the sun on one side and the moon on the other.
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175371
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She doesn’t answer. Ten minutes slide by unmolested in the anesthesia of cheap wine and resignation, the bouncers blurring and unblurring, the room dimming, quieting, the kaleidoscope of sundown giving way to the gentle sadness of candlelight.
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175344
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At any moment, she'll come outside to pick up the day’s newspaper. He can see it resting beneath the blooming crape myrtle, its plastic wrapper glistening with dew.
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175321
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I kept a journal
for so many years
I've forgotten
everything I wrote.
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175364
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When I was 17, they said in an e-mail that you would get too drunk to function and that you would abuse them, verbally, and do way more than embarrass them in public. They said you'd yell at them and hit their mom for any reason. They put a restraining order on you.…
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175341
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What about the goons? Those criminals thwarted and left for dead in every action movie for the past thirty years. I'm sure at least a dozen survived the slaughters. I'm sure at least one or two came out if it reformed. This one who quit working for Columbian drug smugglers…
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1753159
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fat furry marmots who play hide and seek
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1753106
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“Ol’ Betty has a nice set of headlights,” he says with a wink as he springs out of the recliner.
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175373
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Having read the poetry of Dennison
I hereby give up writing.
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175301
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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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175241
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Dad must have walked around with me 20 times, the store closed around us and finally he said I could have one. They were all in different poses and sizes, with black spots. Except one. One had silver spots.
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175282
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It takes twelve years for the hot water to run out and your skin has not even begun to prune.
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175284
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Bare feet on hardwood floor
Twists into circles
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17521610
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1752158
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this reaching, this striving to love like it's there becoming something we need.
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17521110
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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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175297
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the array of regularly spaced wavering human forms floating upright seems to extend endlessly in all directions.
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1751129
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Particles flung by the sun
pierce us through, undetected
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175133
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In a corner of a neighbor’s land too stony to till Cob makes a mystery.
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175133
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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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175121
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I remember ...all the teenagers offered no-longer favored CDs, last year's cell phones, third-place trophies, team jerseys, played-out videogame cartridges, and candy-colored miniature stuffed animals...
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1751159
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She called it phantom energy. She said it was costing us money every month. A few cents here and there, sure, but it all added up.
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175153
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Wafting wisps of fondness twinkling
in time with fairy lights pointing out lawns in cities
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175121
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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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175132
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That black hole isn't really a hole.
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1751119
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"Jesus was a zombie?" I ask, shocked.
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175186
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We are prisoners of anticipation.
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