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Only ever been twelve men on the moon. And one cheese.
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182200
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After Jonesy entered the bear habitat, he walked up to the biggest bear in the group and punched it square in the nose. The bear was visibly startled. I mean, bears don’t get punched that often. And there’s a reason: bears are ferocious animals.
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182200
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There are three ways I can love you, not even half of one more.
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182210
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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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With the morning comes the repetition...
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182200
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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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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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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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He leans in close then, close enough that when he speaks, his words tiptoe out and tuck me in.
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182284
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"This tastes like goat cheese," I said.
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182132
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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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182162
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We’re on our way out, my brother and me, to the graveyard.
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182132
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He was drinking heavily again and complaining that there was nothing fresh worth writing about.
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Our ink was disappearing. All of it.
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182132
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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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War came home tonight. We weep and hug, while he stares over our shoulders, like the statue we'll make of him. We pour a drink for his shaky hands, wheel him past his friends the dead, and lie to each other about other, far off places as if we knew.
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"Honey," I called out to my wife. "Why do we have Spam in the closet?"
"You mean unsolicited bulk messages sent electronically?"
"No--the canned, precooked meat product made by the Hormel Corporation."
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182132
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I’ll tell you what’s wrong
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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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I cannot begin to list all the ways this conversation can go downhill from here, so I hang up the phone quietly.
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182000
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There is a feeling in my hands,
fingers,
a restive, potential energy,
drawing inward, reaching
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18201311
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It’s been a series of bad clams
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182032
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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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1820106
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I had a meeting with the editor of a well-known magazine. She said, “I think your paradigm got stuck up your monomyth.” “Oh dear. Is that bad?” “Bad? You want to be a writer, don't you?” “Well, I did. I'm not so sure now.…
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Every morning if I don't have to go potty....
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Where you used to exist, there will only be spaces.
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Sitting near her desk, like a dunce cap,
red
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18201715
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I'm a lot wiser now but so what?
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