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God's real name is Frank, and he stops by all the time. He tries to dump that cheap Xmas candy on us.
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If you've ever cleaned house because a death is coming,you know it's the same as any other kind of cleaning.Wipe the tables.Pick up the floor.Sweep the crumbs under the carpet.For later.And for the ants.It's different, too.Because you're floating.On caffeine.On muffled…
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cymbals guy — another way of saying hey turdshitface haul your skinnyass to the front of the bus.
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...the loving and very painful hurt of our daily sustenance
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Bitch My brother is the only person who dared to slaughter a bitch and its five puppies. It is sickening to write this story. Sickening to read it. This happened on Sunday night when the muezzin called for the prayer. The puppies were…
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Ben tossed the newspaper aside, muttering. Carol, curled up on the sofa, peered past the glasses at the tip of her nose and past the crossword puzzle.
"What?"
"The Brits wanted to fight rather than be taken hostage. They had an escort boat ridin
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FOR SALE. One prom dress, never worn. Size 18.
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“Tell me again,” you whisper softly, “about the songbird.”
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Often I eat lunch at the hospital. The cafeteria may be the best place to eat in town.
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My father was dating already. Her name was Shelly. She had a man-like body, buck teeth and red hair, a big forehead. I don't know what bog she climbed out of. She wanted to fill in for my mother, but I locked her out of my room. I just wanted to be sad and hold…
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what is raised up must rest on its foundation.
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I write to make visible my small/
assertions against impermanence.
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166084
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I awake one morning to find that still,
the leaves continue to fall.
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Is every librarian a poet at heart? I don't know, but a group of librarians recently put their heads together and came up with these library-themed Valentine's Day poems: Roses are red Your book's overdue You've had it for months Which is…
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New York, New York The winter drizzle left the streets shiny like in movies and this night Manhattan looked like it should look, vibrant, clean and sparkling. It was…
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Try it with and without/
middle name or middle initial.//
Try different keywords.
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O’Toole signaled again with two fingers. The night was young. Suddenly I had to go home to my lovely Penny. All I knew was I didn’t want to end up drinking at a hole like this with my head down on the bar.
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neon carrots and atomic tangerines
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He awoke with a start. This was not the first time he did so. He couldn't afford these occasional bouts of sleep. And certainly not in the land of the Tsantsa hunters.
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The boys drank in one room. The girls in another. Always the same, no matter the letters.
Greek Letters.
Shabby sofa on the burnt-out lawn.
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Satchmo sings a love song over the sound system. People read books, tap keyboards, drink coffee, eat cake. In Barnes & Noble—more a coffee shop these days than a bookstore—I am thinking about my dad and his stomach cancer.The terror he…
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In the dream Yesler rolled, a broad avenue made of fine yellow dust, from Third down toward Second, and I made my way in the silence and bright morning air. To my left on the corner of Second stood the old Mocambo cafe and lounge, home to drag…
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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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What purpose other than misery/
can cancer serve? And Parkinson's,/
AIDS, and STDs?
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165921
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What do you do when someone’s in love and you know it’s wrong?
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We lived across, the street, across North Govenor, from a pretty art student whose stripper name was Jan the Blonde Bombshell.
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Bill was queasy, short of breath, his chest tightening. He was next. How he hated this game of confession. It was harder than going to a priest, which at least allowed a measure of anonymity. True, these were friends, yet, in terms of the game, he was vastly…
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Scales were installed on station platforms. Those who were overweight were turned away
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Renee said, "I have actually slept with a number of Captains of Industry and would rate them, overall, deficient in skills."
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