1808 6 5
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Resting bitch face strikes again.
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1808 9 7
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When I first arrived/footling-breeched/you two were there/ahead of me.
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1808 11 10
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It was just lying there by the side of the road next to a mailbox, pockets turned out, weeds kinda rolled flat around it. I counted three nickels, a dime, and a cigar butt too. I could sure use the change for gum, but I didn't want to get near it. It looked dead,…
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1808 6 3
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Bootsy awoke with a hangover that only brain surgery could cure, a hangover that caused a seam to open in the known universe, leaving Bootsy on one side while all other matter sped away, away.
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1808 8 4
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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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1807 5 5
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Train 664 leaves Thirtieth Street Station bound for New York City at 10:55. Concurrently, Train 663 leaves the station, headed for Harrisburg. Both trains are, confusingly, called The Keystone.If Mark and I have tickets for Train 664 because we plan to…
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1807 3 2
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He was drinking heavily again and complaining that there was nothing fresh worth writing about.
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1807 0 0
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The moon is now at the corner on pace for the horizon. On top of a tall business building in Downtown Newark stop a woman in a hood cloak.
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1807 15 8
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Mostly, though, reiteration of the old/
in an idiosyncrasy that strives/
to become fresh and fails
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1807 12 8
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He said his wife levitated.
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1807 11 7
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War came home tonight. We weep and hug, while he stares over our shoulders, like the statue we'll make of him. We pour a drink for his shaky hands, wheel him past his friends the dead, and lie to each other about other, far off places as if we knew.
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1807 9 6
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It's because poetry would not do
because the fireflies were alive that night, aflame
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1807 4 2
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God's honest truth, I wake up every morning when my clock punches out its dulcet, insistent clangs, a setting called Ultra Zen Up & Out. I brush my teeth with a blue dollar store toothbrush and watch one of the five morning TV shows designed to let me know the weather…
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1807 10 7
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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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1807 7 4
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1807 2 3
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But the boy next door is worse than a dweeb; he's a prima donna and a bully and a little shit to boot. The divorce will only make him more.
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1807 2 1
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My music teacher, Luigi Biagi, told me that he was done with me. He said it was time I moved on to more specialized teachers. Since my passion was composing and arranging, he recommended Al Fine.
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1807 2 0
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It all started with a middle finger. This is where the chain of events began in Benjamin's mind as his mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood and the crunch of broken glass rolled against his teeth. The pickup followed much too closely, but Benjamin was too…
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1807 8 8
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Today the color of the skyremakes my heart into somethingless willing to break, or to judge,and I am thankful for it. Acolor not unlike walking chestdeep in the ocean and seekingbeautiful clouds and thinking Iwill be back. Dreaming with the sky.Please stop lying to me. A…
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1806 2 1
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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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1806 10 6
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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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1806 9 6
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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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1806 3 1
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Why won’t my parakeet eat my diarrhea?
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1806 10 3
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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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1806 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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1806 1 0
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I’ve done my part of the job in conservative clothing. Lonnie’s done her part looking like Dolly Parton.
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1806 3 2
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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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1806 6 3
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Suds, like gossamer bandages at her wrists, concealed the turbulence below but could not relieve it.
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1805 2 2
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John was sitting at his computer one night after work, when he read an article linked to him by a friend.
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1805 18 13
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One must be drenched in words.
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