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"He turns in his bed, and reaches for a body,
like the blind to braille."
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174121
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In the dark, alone after she was gone, he would whisper her name into his pillow and fight the tears more out of shear exhaustion than anything else. He had mourned for her even before she had passed, as he watched helpless while the disease marched slowly and…
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1741109
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174100
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"I think you're a great candidate for a sentinel node biopsy," said Dr. Kartes.
They sat in the small, dark office. On the sofa, not touching. She still wouldn't take his hand.
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1741113
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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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174022
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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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174052
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Almost to the elevation of regret.
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1740148
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And she's dying like someone who's tried living and failed.
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174040
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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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174000
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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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17401513
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I am eternal/
as long as the power holds
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174022
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Christmas Eve arrives with a relief that the season of joy will soon be over so I can feel the pain I am denying myself. Rosie presses her face against the kitchen window, leaving ghostlike impressions of the tip of her nose and her lips on the glass tha
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174031
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My small kitchen has barely enough room to turn around in, yet I had the feeling I was being watched. When I experience it again, just seconds later, I realize it was eyes watching, actual eyes, not a camera or machine.
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1740137
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His note said: “I’m sick of low attendance.”
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174094
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“Are you my neighbor in 3D?” Was she?
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1740123
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174054
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[marbles] [blither-blather] [blarg]
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174032
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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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174084
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"This tastes like goat cheese," I said.
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174011
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“Man, that Fats just nothin’ but a powerhouse, nothin’ but ‘Jesus Rolled Away the Stone’ and them Cats his apostles.” La KeeSha replied, “Ya’ll a real Blues Daddy now.”
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173900
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He awoke with a start. This was not the first time he did so. He couldn't afford these occasional bouts of sleep. And certainly not in the land of the Tsantsa hunters.
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173932
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They could have heard a pin drop in the car for the rest of the ride to her house, where she looked at him one last time and found nothing admirable, nothing memorable about him.
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1739129
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now the days are empty
and time has lost its head
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173911
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Normally I would have never drank such a wine, but it was late on a Friday evening and the bottle was on the house...
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173810
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Creamcheese straightened out that spectacular yellow dress, tucking a fully exposed nipple back in under the material. She pulled down the hem of the dress, then strolled right into the Savoy like a wooden duck being pulled on a string, and headed straigh
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17382011
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The stunned son knelt to understand then fell, his heart shredded by the hollow point.
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173821
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We got Bob Dylan on the wall
wriggling from the lack of music
and light among the spheres
A great doubt has been raised
and can be seen from far, far away
for they are even afraid now in heaven
that things can’t be going right
and to
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173872
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The guy stretches out his arm as he rounds up the herd of ducks that only want to bob. He pulls down his sleeve over a heart tattoo, faded from being seen so many times. It’s a skinny sort of heart tattoo, an askew heart from where I stand, an arrow fro
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173810
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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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but I pretend again I've kept the prairie/
out, have battled back the smoke and dirt
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