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When she was nineteen, she began to brew a baby in her belly. She named it, and sang to it, and organized the leftover hand-me-downs that hadn't been worn ragged through by the first seven sets of recipients.
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170321
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She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness.
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170311
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My best friend died yesterday. His name was Franklin Seever, but we all called him Lin. It started when we were in Little League. There were two Franklins on the team so Coach, who was my dad, called the fat one Frank and my best friend Lin.
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170332
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The elephant kept popping in and out of the savannah--which is to say, in and out of existence. It was an African bush elephant, which made this trick even more impressive.
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The clacking ventilator reminds me of ice cubes rattling in your highball...
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170352
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Elvis awoke in a cold, dank sweat, hungover from bourbon and bad dreams.
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170200
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"Only the gods in heaven can do such things," he shouted back, his voice hoarse and parched from no water for two days. "Wouldn't your God have saved you by now if he had the power?"
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170244
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The last of your tenuous septum dissolves when you press the nozzle of the neti pot against it.
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170240
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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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1702119
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Neglected long enough, uncalled for/
by the shrinking language of the day,//
my words abandon me.
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170231
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“Tell me again,” you whisper softly, “about the songbird.”
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1702113
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He had a country house, she said, but it was near the city. She said the house was about as old as he was and she loved it— from the wood-framed windows to the heavy wood doors... to the garden on the side of the house
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170120
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His velvet mouth, shaped perfectly to intertwine with hers, teases the space between them until its caress finds her.
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170122
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I think fat will just appear, like a narcotics cop at my door, or something.
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170192
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"...just like you rehearsed..."
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1701107
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Most everything is white because white means clean and hospitals are supposed to be clean. They wouldn’t let me leave.
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170100
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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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He spends his Sunday morning spraying WD-40 through the straw-like stream attachment at the expansive paper nest of beige and ivory striped wasps.
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170072
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The ice in my drink provides ample cooling. The brew strength of my tea is just such that it combines in a pleasing fashion with the melting ice. My mind is clear and my belly absent hunger. I am completely sated from any physical desire at this very mome
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170000
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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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170021
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Four nights out of sevenI will lay with youFour nights out of sevenIt's the best I can do In the day, we will bake our breadAt night, ha, we will break our bed!Four nights out of seven, I will be with you
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1700167
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The sun is going to slice your goddamn face open.
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170064
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Kai,
Oh the mathematics of solitude. I wish your father there. I read your wanting subtracted between the lines. He is almost gone. Hallucinates, not awake even though eyes are open. Yesterday he saw the baby brother you never met. I light four ultramarine…
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169900
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Boy meets girl. Girl meets boy. It was an unexpected meeting, but one that was sure to bring a lot of change for both. They met at a work event. Some friends wanted to put together a company and they had both been invited to be part of the project. Boy smiled. Girl remained…
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In a little dirt church at the end of the world stands the ikon of an unrecognized saint.
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169964
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Outlined against the thinly layered darkness of the room, there is a silhouette of a small boy with his feet pulled up to the chin, failing to hold its own against the thousand stares from the deep violating the stillness of his room, their long familiarity with the…
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169921
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the champagne foam cascades like cherry blossom ensnared in the first gales of spring
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