1763 3 2
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”My goodness how that child nurses hope,” Edward’s Grandad would often say, “were it not for her where indeed would this family be?”
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I paused in case she said more. Then, “He’s very faint but he wants to talk.”
She leaned forward, chin almost resting on the grey-haired woman in front of her. “Tell him to shout.”
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1763 7 4
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It was impossible
that you wouldn't love me
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1763 7 8
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The weatherman can't predict
accumulation. He can only tell you
it will be cold. Expect ice, wind, snow, expect
delays. Your daughters play outside,
dancing around the Evergreen, its branches
bearing the weight of snow, its branches
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1762 3 1
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The world—the natural world—was terrible and beautiful in wartime. The leaves shuddered off trees. The pockmarked fields. The fallen brick chimneys. The way the birds heaved together in enormous flocks like rescue missions and then just as…
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The list of things to live for/
shortens with age. The list of regrets/
lengthens.
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I think fat will just appear, like a narcotics cop at my door, or something.
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1762 22 14
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Over the years, his face
began to alter
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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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and i'm almost out of cigarettes,
and fireworks and sorority girls
scream
from down the street.
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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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1761 3 2
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A married woman requests a butterfly tattoo that won't please her husband from an old tattoo artist.
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1761 0 0
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Scribble something basic with traces of spectacular,pen every pint of pain spilled during the massacrewhittle the convoluted down to the vernacularboiled the whole story, now you got everybody crackin' upnow step back from the business like, “man, that's wack as…
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1761 3 0
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She burst
Into the glass shop
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His note said: “I’m sick of low attendance.”
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1761 2 3
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New York, New York The winter drizzle left the streets shiny like in movies and this night Manhattan looked like it should look, vibrant, clean and sparkling. It was…
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1761 3 1
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I cannot find my way back to the bubbling navel of the universe because of Spongebob Squarepants.
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1761 11 6
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One must not confuse the meaning / of life with the joy of living
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1760 0 0
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You know what parents have to do to get an Xbox? They don't just stand in line and someone hands them an Xbox, OK? That's sacrifice. They have to sacrifice and sacrifice and sacrifice. I mean, I chase alpacas a mile every night in subfreezing conditions,
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1760 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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1760 2 2
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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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1760 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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1760 3 1
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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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1760 5 2
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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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1760 8 6
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I knew my cat was capable of telepathy when I began to have isolated, random, non-cause-related thoughts about food and feelings, little signals, and I realized that the signs — images of tangerines, tuna, bones; the idea of choice; slate, names; the feeling of…
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1760 9 7
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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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1760 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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She caretakes, he takes care
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I've heard of sucessful marriages where there's very little sex.
My heart aches for that kind of love.
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