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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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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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When I got word from Mary Jo, she warned me that Mitchell Parkman was out looking for me with a butcher knife. I knew immediately what I had to do. I packed up my things and sold the Pepsi van and moved up to a room on Regent Street in Berkeley, all the w
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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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A powerful song is often a result of imaginative storytelling through a unique “voice” and pitch-perfect musicality.
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Ripper the dog died after eating a Quarter which had lodged in Ripper's throat choking her to death. Steve Latino buried her in the backyard the next morning. He felt nothing…
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They'd taken so much: ivory, rubber, copper, gold. Wealth for the grabbing. No remorse.
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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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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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“He's the one who took five tries to find your vein during your last blood draw, right?” This question spilled from the row of twenty EKG machines that now made up the hospital building's larynx
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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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Your voice so soft / I wish it was touch.
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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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In my upper room, a sermon/
was playing about sundry.
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we're only playing with this language you and I
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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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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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Why won’t my parakeet eat my diarrhea?
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Although radiation and chemo rendered him a wraith...
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now the days are empty
and time has lost its head
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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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We liked the orderly Newtonian/
with its fundamentalist action/
and reaction, its rules
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One must not confuse the meaning / of life with the joy of living
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The stunned son knelt to understand then fell, his heart shredded by the hollow point.
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There are three ways I can love you, not even half of one more.
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Neglected long enough, uncalled for/
by the shrinking language of the day,//
my words abandon me.
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She thought of an animal checking a scent before mating, and imagined that he said to himself, “All I need is for this woman to be hitting on me.”
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Leda looks back over her shoulder at us as the swan
grips her from behind while at the same time nipping at
the nape of her neck. She's a freckled child and
a little frightened. There's a dark smudge beneath her eye
where the shadow runs. The swan
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