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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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IT's like, 15 words. Do you really need a snippet?
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He was drinking heavily again and complaining that there was nothing fresh worth writing about.
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He lit another reed - a new score orchestrating in his head - his thoughts swirling around the older man; there was something else going on here…
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She burst
Into the glass shop
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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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behind the curtainof a ballsy fragilitythere lives an easethat was not easythere exists a gracethat is not always gracefulbeauty can maskcheekbones that sometimes look sadwhen they are smilingeven grin determinationneeds downtimethe prize is still thereeven if the eyes…
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Walking home, carrying his guitar case, Jed felt the sums of his life adding up to dangerously high numbers, the deadly inertia of vaguely comfortable apathy swallowing his time. His moment would soon be fading. Because, like many young men before him, Jed…
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Often I eat lunch at the hospital. The cafeteria may be the best place to eat in town.
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I am a shadow. Cooler than liquid. I don't need a container to take shape.
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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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I've heard of sucessful marriages where there's very little sex.
My heart aches for that kind of love.
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Dr. van Roos reminded the group that trauma is trauma...
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Five o’clock, and Madame choosing her evening legs. Elizabeth assisting. Elizabeth will continue to assist until midnight, despite the chaos, at which point the authorities will tell her such assistance is no longer necessary.
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This is the parallel room I keep my heart in. Got a solo fireplace. I don't want to invite anything else into the story. It doesn't matter if no one knocks on the door ever again. I'm too shy to hope for much more than a couple of Interesting shadows…
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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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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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I’ve done my part of the job in conservative clothing. Lonnie’s done her part looking like Dolly Parton.
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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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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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and i'm almost out of cigarettes,
and fireworks and sorority girls
scream
from down the street.
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Suds, like gossamer bandages at her wrists, concealed the turbulence below but could not relieve it.
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“How scared?” Mikey said, not wanting to find out, and already looking pretty nervous.
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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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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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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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