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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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1820188
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I told him he was just paying for his sins. He gave me a look. "Why me?" he asked.
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182055
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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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182099
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Andalusia I. partners in sunset the hawk and I in ballet ..............................he:..........the small flame in the wind ..............................I:............the last tremor of grace the…
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18201212
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They'd taken so much: ivory, rubber, copper, gold. Wealth for the grabbing. No remorse.
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182054
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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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182000
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Every time Hector left his home he wondered if it was for the last time. It was Monday at 2:45, so he was standing in the bedroom near the tall mirror, staring into his dark eyes. In the past, she would lovingly help him dress with her tiny, perfect fingers. She…
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182084
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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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182000
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Walking to Colorado? He doesn't have that kind of time.
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182088
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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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181931
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The fabric on the waiting room chairs is stained and matted, but has been cleaned over and over.
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18191813
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One must be drenched in words.
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181972
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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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181922
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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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181996
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It's because poetry would not do
because the fireflies were alive that night, aflame
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1819103
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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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181986
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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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181855
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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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181853
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“Me try anything,” he says, then laughs a little. “You’re fucked.”
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181854
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181830
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She burst
Into the glass shop
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18181611
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In my upper room, a sermon/
was playing about sundry.
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181800
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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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181866
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No one writes epics anymore. Why? Perhaps it's because we no longer share mythologies. Once there was a shepherd, and now there is a Google bus loaded with pricks. Yes, you say, but they are good at math. Each and every one of them. And this is true. I envy them…
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181810
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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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181823
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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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181832
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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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181800
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You can’t start living in The Netherlands just like that; you need to be registered first. Once an official has confirmed you’re the person you claim to be, you can start in a job. Once an employer has confirmed you’re employed, you can apply for yo
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181740
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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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