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Some nights you really feel it.
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1635117
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He said stuff like
‘Crikey that's a knife',” she said, “it was bad, really
really bad.”
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First off, don't worry about the marriage. It ain't gonna last. But don't worry. People will drive you nuts with that tiresome old chestnut, “there's more than one fish in the sea.” Thing is, they're right. Listen. I'm not talking salmon and sea bream…
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163584
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He had become an accessory to a murder.
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163555
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. . . did you notice yesterday afternoon how for an entire quarter hour five o’clock itself looked for a few minutes as if it would never arrive?
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We can apprehend beauty only/
by framing it with the photographic/
paper’s edge or the novel’s margins/
and bookends.
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163562
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The water rolls gently this evening, barely touching my toes before retreating. The tide has been going out for over an hour and already there are several victims – crustaceans, spider crabs, minnows.
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With such demeaning precarity, I can’t read/
anything more than a thousand words
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163598
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All were part of the household of Court Astronomer Tycho Brahe (1546-1601)
who lost his nose in a duel as a student
and went through life thereafter wearing a gold prosthetic one instead
and who met and fell in love with a commoner who bore him eigh
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Marge didn't eat lamb or pork.
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163400
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We've got our gang colors on because we're out for retribution. T.S. Eliot made an appearance at a writer's conference on De-Privileging the Dead White Male last night, and the head of a low-residency poetry program tossed hot green tea on him.
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163467
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"Someone should have told her that less is more..."
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163400
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The sound of drums blared from down the street. Car horns tried to fight the sound. Mayumi and Keiko saw the size of the crowd walking past them increase.
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1634109
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Strike me down hard, bolt of pure blue, laser focus square, blast of hydrogen nuclear, knock me on the keister, blind me down, oh Lordy Lord Lord.
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1634119
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Neglected long enough, uncalled for/
by the shrinking language of the day,//
my words abandon me.
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163475
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Independence Day was a Thursday. Frank had been invited to join some Yale Art School classmates in Vermont for a three-day bacchanalia.
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163443
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Tony sat down in the hotel room with his back against the wall. He had a handsome face, with three-day stubble growing from it, his pupils very large as if frightened by something, or from deep thought. In his hand, was the winning lottery, Periodically he would get up…
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That led to the first aid box on the bed at 3 in the morning, but what about those veggies?
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Where I work people use words like leverage. They do not appear to denote anything.
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The most beautiful possible thing is to deprive all places of their meanings.
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I had a crappy room on the fourth floor of a crappy hotel.
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Almost to the elevation of regret.
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163300
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There is a feeling in my hands,
fingers,
a restive, potential energy,
drawing inward, reaching
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163353
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"I made up my mind then, in the backseat, sucking on a cherry Popsicle, that I wanted to be like Ruby’s mother..."
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The list of things to live for/
shortens with age. The list of regrets/
lengthens.
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"I who?" Mrs Caterpillar slithered closer to the door, peeping through the peephole with her stemma. Upon visual inspection, she discovered that it was Mr Earthworm standing outside in the rain.
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He did it in front of the waiter and everything.
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but I pretend again I've kept the prairie/
out, have battled back the smoke and dirt
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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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