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When the black cloth falls on you all food tastes like airline food. Every song sounds like Barry Manilow. Every poem sounds like Rod McKuen. It’s all just noise to you now.
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183120
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we're only playing with this language you and I
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1831119
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Neglected long enough, uncalled for/
by the shrinking language of the day,//
my words abandon me.
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183155
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And besides, since winter is coming, the dying clammy ground cherry makes a good Pilgrim hat for the fieldmouse. We found one the day after you left, at moonset, in the garage, building a nest with toilet paper in the air filter of the car.
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183130
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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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183152
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I know what he meant.
I've been in the 3 A.M. cream cheese.
I've known the hole in the bagel.
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183197
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The day you came to the wedding the sky was so, so brightly July./ I saw my face where I left it the last time . . . .
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18311512
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You should have
marked that territory like a conquistador,
mounted him like an equestrian, left no
what-ifs in your wake.
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183040
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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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18301312
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screw everything, youth is plinko
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18302011
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The stunned son knelt to understand then fell, his heart shredded by the hollow point.
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18302013
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183021
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A sturdy and goatish original by know-nothing punks from the sticks. Who cares if we were puny and smelled like fresh milk? For a few years we played and rocked, even turned the Appalachian soundscape a little brown at the edges. At least at first. Mainly
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18301611
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In my upper room, a sermon/
was playing about sundry.
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183000
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Well, it was on a Monday and you know how bad Mondays are to begin with. I had been up real late the night before playin’ poker and drinkin’. I was thinking that after a couple of hours the hangover would wear off and I’d be okay, but instead I s
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183000
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And there sat one man. Searching for words and solace. The silence returned and the colors peeled off from the walls. Darkness returned with fledgling light. He threw back his head and filled the emptiness with his laugh. He laughed in mirth and in misery
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183021
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‘Do I still ‘respect’ you? Ha! - there’s a sweet old-fashioned phrase! I don’t know, maybe not so much ...
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183010
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A powerful song is often a result of imaginative storytelling through a unique “voice” and pitch-perfect musicality.
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183021
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Five o’clock, and Madame choosing her evening legs. Elizabeth assisting. Elizabeth will continue to assist until midnight, despite the chaos, at which point the authorities will tell her such assistance is no longer necessary.
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183065
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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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183083
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I think I’ll get a tattoo. Not just any tattoo, one I’ll regret. I’ll catch people peering at it, trying to interpret the twists and swirls of the black ink on my fair skin.
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18301212
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They'd taken so much: ivory, rubber, copper, gold. Wealth for the grabbing. No remorse.
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183054
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He reveled in the chase, giddy when just out of arm’s reach. When to catch him, that was the question.
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183032
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We fold it end over end, meeting in the middle where she takes it, and I let go...
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183086
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Get something cheap and light at Target. Trash hell out of it. Encourage baby to urp up in it.
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1830116
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One must not confuse the meaning / of life with the joy of living
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182934
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IT's like, 15 words. Do you really need a snippet?
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18292014
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the doomed, but splendid,
first year GT40.
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182900
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After Jonesy entered the bear habitat, he walked up to the biggest bear in the group and punched it square in the nose. The bear was visibly startled. I mean, bears don’t get punched that often. And there’s a reason: bears are ferocious animals.
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182921
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Sarge had done this before. Not with this many rookies and not on a one-way trip. This was a suicide mission. The boys didn't know it, but he did. They weren't coming back. Hell, they couldn't come back
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