1819 13 8
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Every morning if I don't have to go potty....
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181933
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Don’t worry about what went aloud. I said nothing.
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1819117
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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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181932
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I’ll tell you what’s wrong
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181943
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Viewed correctly, nature is an inexhaustible storehouse of clichés. A successful landscape is their pleasing rearrangement.
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181900
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Would a chickenshit leave her like I did yesterday?
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181999
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Your honour stinks of failed fishing trips to Galway.
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181997
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It sometimes happens a student remains a friend long after you both have abandon academe.
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181911
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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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181876
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Scavenge at that address only if you feel possessed of great courage, a profound faith in resurrection or reincarnation, or an impatient desire for a premature date with certain death.
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181877
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181865
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There’s a hole in my sock, just large enough that my big toe keeps slipping out.
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18181513
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I am eternal/
as long as the power holds
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181844
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Sitting near her desk, like a dunce cap,
red
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18181715
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I'm a lot wiser now but so what?
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1818137
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His note said: “I’m sick of low attendance.”
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181800
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We dig up conscience-tunnels, pluck the play-flower of present choice for fun, run aground, past this dimly lit, though not to be underestimated, stage, and open door upon empty door, to nothing, for the lights are a pulse flickering in the perceptual per
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1818129
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I had a crappy room on the fourth floor of a crappy hotel.
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181785
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I'll never be a Republican Megadonor or a Doomed Aviatrix. But I'm okay with that.
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181733
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Karen likes to make a big deal about life experience. Specifically how much more she has than me. What that actually means, she's never made clear. The definition changes and mutates as the years go by, always in her…
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181753
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Although still uncertain of whether she was a she fish or a he fish (she definitely hated being an it fish), the fish liked what she saw of Nags Head. Finally, a world that gave her a choice. And felt no need to verify whether she was a real she fish, or just a he fish…
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181777
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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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181777
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It's a good thing too—because Of the way that feeling Made her even more beautiful than usual. You shouldn't doubt such an obvious Feeling. It's a good thing— Because frankly you have Been informed before. When Beauty …
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1817138
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181732
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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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181733
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artemis is but a mincing fawn:/ no sacred bitches need i in my ranks,/ nor hunting dogs to tear a man apart/ when i have teeth enough to bruise fine flanks.
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181774
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It was impossible
that you wouldn't love me
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181778
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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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18161712
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love weaves a perforated web
between the spikes
of longing
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181600
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He awoke with a start. This was not the first time he did so. He couldn't afford these occasional bouts of sleep. And certainly not in the land of the Tsantsa hunters.
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