1602 12 12
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They'd taken so much: ivory, rubber, copper, gold. Wealth for the grabbing. No remorse.
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16021814
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There are things we must not say.
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160200
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If you were the ozone,
I’d want to leave you gaping.
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16021211
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160200
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But I am quite sure,
in my loneliness,
there is nothing that aches inside me more,
than a desire to persist.
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1602167
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The sun is going to slice your goddamn face open.
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160299
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Your honour stinks of failed fishing trips to Galway.
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160143
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You lose her. In the vortex of guttered water, her tangled hair entwines. Tornado-like. Her body spinning boisterously at its core. Her name: Izra—the wooden doll with black pebbled eyes. …
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160131
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She'd no doubt catch the guy's eye in the act, flash her smile and laugh in his face as an insult or invitation, depending on how she wanted things to go.
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160132
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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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160196
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Can I still be in your pictures?
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160196
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Gather 'round children, For it's high time to tell, The story of a strange man With a horrible, awful smell. For this is a story More disgusting than most. This is the gruesome tale Of Gary Von Gross. With a house made…
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16012015
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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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160100
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June Day sprinted with urgency through the halls of the Armistice. Whenever she passed a window looking out into space, if it wasn't already covered, she didn't bother looking out, but not because of her hurry; no one did anymore. She was young, but the…
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160193
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Where I work people use words like leverage. They do not appear to denote anything.
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160100
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Photographs can create, both good and bad. They can create a way to make a living, but they can also create opportunities for black mail, divorce settlements and most of all they can create power.
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160132
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and i'm almost out of cigarettes,
and fireworks and sorority girls
scream
from down the street.
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160174
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It was impossible
that you wouldn't love me
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160000
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"... Sometimes I think I'm so close to knowing what it's all about, to knowing myself, and then sometimes everything seems so hopeless, as if I haven't learned a thing."
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160032
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All I wanted was to love her.
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160030
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He did it in front of the waiter and everything.
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160020
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I only knew that my heart was not in my life as I was presently living it. I needed the breasts of my Helen in my mouth forever, or I was going to die. Die! Ah, the life of a poet! I couldn’t go on living like this. Why should I go on living like this?
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160000
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I am gonna pound you face through that plate glass protective door until everyone who needs help can get in without your judgy face looking at them.
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16001010
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One day we went for a hike. We climbed a small mountain. It’s called Mission Peak. We got about halfway up a steep trail, decided that was far enough. We embraced. She said “I love you,” and I said, “I love you, too.”
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16001514
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I bear the wrong gin. Your air conditioner runs cold. It is either frigid or off, the gauge broken. You are not too old to overlook these things. You can't be choosy, but you will never beg. Just an occasional choice as you settle into this…
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160000
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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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159942
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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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1599113
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“Your husband is an asshole, isn’t he?” he asks.
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1599134
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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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159964
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We need to keep writing
because the great ones
aren’t always that great
We need to keep writing
to insure that the future
even has a future
We need to keep writing
because the wind won’t know how
or when to listen if we don’t
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