1679 12 9
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All young and loud and big and I swear her face like a lighthouse lamp, glowing—I remember thinking, ‘She’s drunk at nine in the morning.’
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167976
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He leans in close then, close enough that when he speaks, his words tiptoe out and tuck me in.
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1679167
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The sun is going to slice your goddamn face open.
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167998
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. . . catching her breath somewhere between ecstasy and surprise. . .
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167984
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Her purse still hangs on the knob by the door, and seeing it is all that keeps Josh from freaking out because he knows she can’t go too far or too long without her purse.
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1679136
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Skim. The stone slipped across the top of the water. The sea was a battleship grey with a liver of cerulean, foaming at the lips its puckered kisses smacking on the shore.
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167865
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“Can I feel it?” he reached his hands out immediately, expecting I’d say yes. I am the type to always say yes, right?
“Sure.” I confirmed, swallowing back my fear of his touch. He didn’t seem himself, like this. I led his hands to my hips and let them
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167832
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I've heard of sucessful marriages where there's very little sex.
My heart aches for that kind of love.
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167898
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We've come this far. That's all we know. We've watched others reach their abrupt ends. They've given us this exact moment and we've taken it from them, sometimes without thinking. It's time for the next communication. I know what concern is…
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167832
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He lit another reed - a new score orchestrating in his head - his thoughts swirling around the older man; there was something else going on here…
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16782011
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The stunned son knelt to understand then fell, his heart shredded by the hollow point.
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1678106
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I had a meeting with the editor of a well-known magazine. She said, “I think your paradigm got stuck up your monomyth.” “Oh dear. Is that bad?” “Bad? You want to be a writer, don't you?” “Well, I did. I'm not so sure now.…
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167810
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Either they got married in the church dressed in their mothers’ bridal gowns, gaudy and ancient dresses with off-white lace faded from years of hanging in the attic, or they snuck down to city hall...
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167865
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“Hey honey. How are you?” The man sat down in the office chair, his cell phone pressed against his ear. Light peeked beneath the closed door from the main area of…
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16782613
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167821
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Julie and I had been dating for almost a year when she slipped her vagina under my door on her way to work.
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16782112
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the birth of a long, dark age//
where the wealthy will be eaten by the poor/
and the poor will be eaten by disease
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167800
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I would be the mortal to hand justice to God. It wouldn’t come in the form of steel from a blade or by gun powder of a revolver, but by my disbelief...
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167875
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—You must be joking, he laughed.
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167865
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They think Van Gogh heard music when he looked at his starry nights. Working at a Bingo parlor, you get to believing in a one-in-a-million shot just as much as you doubt the rarity of a sure thing.
I only worked part time at the bingo parlor because I ne
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167755
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Is it you with that fucking gold and platinum yacht?!?
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167740
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Children, afraid of dogs cried. There was uproar of melee. Children strained at their leashes to get away.
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167711
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Paul had come to Hawaii, like many young haoles from the mainland, to party. Partying proved to be lucrative for him. By early October 1982 he had done well for himself in Hawaii, living in a country house with sprawling lawns that held back the jungle foliage…
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167721
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She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness.
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1677147
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167710
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They're bound to wonder what sort of offspring we'll hatch. We've done the tests, we are cross-fertile.
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16771311
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As I go by I see five, six high school kids standing on the corner waiting for the bus. They are huddled together like a bunch of ducks....
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167742
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A father's soft neglect has repercussions.
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167732
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There’s no sky like that, with twisting clouds shot up into by cypress trees that are so like dark green flames, leaping out of the earth as if a dark green oily pool were on fire underground, and this was all that could escape, was its essence.
And a
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167774
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It was impossible
that you wouldn't love me
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