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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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How could you run from me now?
The loneliest child in the house
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I paused in case she said more. Then, “He’s very faint but he wants to talk.”
She leaned forward, chin almost resting on the grey-haired woman in front of her. “Tell him to shout.”
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This morning I heard her downstairs trying to get away silently. I knew she would write a short goodbye note. I knew it would tell me her reason for leaving —she had to be free of my indifference. I dressed, finished my coffee, backed out of the driveway and went to…
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We’re on our way out, my brother and me, to the graveyard.
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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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There are things we must not say.
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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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He leans in close then, close enough that when he speaks, his words tiptoe out and tuck me in.
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I have always admired flat-chested women.
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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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are you like the rest of us and you disagree with war yes i said i disagree with war and he said only one man agrees with war but he won t go to the war
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She was now sitting in her bathtub. The warmth of the water made her pale, rich vanilla skin flushed with the fullness of circulation as her pores continued to allow the passage of her toxins from her system.
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His mouth went dry, but he managed to say, coolly, “Just how would you like me to do that, Sandra?”
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1. there's nothing more to say about it and I don't want to be drawn2. beautiful she couldn't hear me anyway I was desperate and there were moths3. they'd replaced his head with a picture of the moon he looked4. none of them were speaking English more like a ticking a…
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Maddy knew how to make a sauce. It embraced the meat in a thick, buttery ooze.
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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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...to know something people around you don’t know can put you outside of them. And then you can’t get back in...
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That led to the first aid box on the bed at 3 in the morning, but what about those veggies?
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With such demeaning precarity, I can’t read/
anything more than a thousand words
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The one-legged crow was back in the yard again today, as it was yesterday and may have been before, but yesterday was the first time I noticed it among the murder while using the binoculars that I often use to bring things closer, things like these iridescent and beautiful…
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In May of 1982, my daughter and I planned a trip…
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Her ghost/kept coming back/to Hamlet
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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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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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Learned & wealthy but slowly going mad
from seeing, he did the only thing he could/he turned to love
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Johan was telling stories about the occupation. The Germans were stupid, he said.
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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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