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A few people bristled and looked at Jim, but since he was avoiding their gaze, they had no choice but to return their attention to their own table and pretend to pay attention to the conversation they previously had been pretending to pay attention to.
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When I first arrived/footling-breeched/you two were there/ahead of me.
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Where I work people use words like leverage. They do not appear to denote anything.
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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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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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Every time she tries to sleep they come; legions of small armored things scuttle claws aloft across the purple sand as soon as she stops moving.
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Suds, like gossamer bandages at her wrists, concealed the turbulence below but could not relieve it.
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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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Hurried, hassling suit in front of me is being awful to the barista. So she refuses to serve him, turning away.
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Dr. van Roos reminded the group that trauma is trauma...
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But no matter how we died, we all end up here, in the Meadowlark Children's Cemetery.
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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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"This tastes like goat cheese," I said.
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Satchmo sings a love song over the sound system. People read books, tap keyboards, drink coffee, eat cake. In Barnes & Noble—more a coffee shop these days than a bookstore—I am thinking about my dad and his stomach cancer.The terror he…
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A father's soft neglect has repercussions.
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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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I cannot find my way back to the bubbling navel of the universe because of Spongebob Squarepants.
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My music teacher, Luigi Biagi, told me that he was done with me. He said it was time I moved on to more specialized teachers. Since my passion was composing and arranging, he recommended Al Fine.
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It was impossible
that you wouldn't love me
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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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Walking to Colorado? He doesn't have that kind of time.
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I am a shadow. Cooler than liquid. I don't need a container to take shape.
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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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War The once shining lake was busy draining itself. All the better cared for boats were looking like disjointed discarded single shoes in a messed up paint chipped closet. No one was thinking well okay a leaky sole is better than a wounded heel. You get the…
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Here are a few tips/instructions to help you out (though I'm sure you'll do just fine by yourself!):Getting to the Apt.:If you're coming from Riverside, you'll want to turn onto Magnolia. So, if you're coming from north to south on Riverside, that means you'll want to turn…
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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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are you like the rest of us and you disagree with war yes i said i disagree with war and he said only one man agrees with war but he won t go to the war
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My wife and I were looking for a "fixer-upper." We were strange that way. We were leaving a rental which had cat tunnels built into the walls. One villa we toured had a heartbeat. In the basement, in place of a well pump, was a heart made of fibrous roots which had…
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