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If you were the ozone,
I’d want to leave you gaping.
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Today the isobars are far apart.
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Dear Jackknife Ponderosa, I'm stupid. Let's move on. Let's move past the part where I complain, where I struggle with circumstance, where I display my petty arms, and shoot holes in the air. …
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"...you are a freak of nature..."
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It’s the small stuff. Always. A conversation with a stranger, brief yet so connected it overwhelms you. These encounters can move me beyond my reality, little reminders that, if you just crack the window a little, something very special can blow in.
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“Your husband is an asshole, isn’t he?” he asks.
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The way things are looking, we haven't got long on this earth. The whole human race is in trouble. And forget global warming, the ground wars all over, the death of the oceans, Pat Robertson, that shit. Those are annoyances,…
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She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness.
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It's true push often comes to shove
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They'd taken so much: ivory, rubber, copper, gold. Wealth for the grabbing. No remorse.
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The orchid trembled on its long stem
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Do not listen to Christmas music out of season. Unless of course you want to ruin Christmas music. Forever.
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I think for a second that I should have called my husband out to witness this thing, but I am instantly made aware of why I have not.
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I almost kept him
on the shelf with all the trophies.
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Ripper the dog died after eating a Quarter which had lodged in Ripper's throat choking her to death. Steve Latino buried her in the backyard the next morning. He felt nothing…
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My small kitchen has barely enough room to turn around in, yet I had the feeling I was being watched. When I experience it again, just seconds later, I realize it was eyes watching, actual eyes, not a camera or machine.
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During the day we search for truffles. I have a pig named Henry. He is a big help. He wanders the forest sniffing for truffles like a parable of porcine inquisitiveness. He knows what he is doing. He is not just a pig. Nor ordinary pig. He is a French pig
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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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Let’s play a game. I’m thinking of a word.
Do we have to?
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fate is an illusion we use to ease the terror of our mortality
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My fingers are shining
in the underwater afterlife of memory
searching for the nipple-sized mollusks
searching for the solid nature of things
left over from having lived a life
at all
That new rain smell, specifically
I remember that,
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I had a crappy room on the fourth floor of a crappy hotel.
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Here are a few tips/instructions to help you out (though I'm sure you'll do just fine by yourself!):Getting to the Apt.:If you're coming from Riverside, you'll want to turn onto Magnolia. So, if you're coming from north to south on Riverside, that means you'll want to turn…
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After dinner, I looked forward to taking a shower and cleansing myself of the day’s mishap. Cher had other plans.As I left the bathroom, Cher nipped me in the butt, taking my towel, skin, and blood with her. I remember writhing on the floor outside my sis
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I wrangle word juice
from the Oxford American, sighing at photographs of blues musicians with solemn lakes for eyes.
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A group of nuns arrived in the middle of my first night at Hinsdale Hospital. I guess I must have dozed off when this odd noise, like curtains being moved, woke me up. At first I couldn't make out what that rustling sound was in the hallway outside my doo
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And she's dying like someone who's tried living and failed.
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[SOME PEOPLE ARE BETTER THAN OTHERS.]
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Forgive me father for I have sinned.”
“Tell me how you have sinned, my son?”
Lies, father. I have told lie after lie in pursuit of my personal gain. I have lied to my family, my friends, to thousands of people who desired nothing from me but the tr
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The box thuds at your feet: mug, plant, wedding photo, the 25-year pen.
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