1719 21 11
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I am not the wind./
I am a stone eroded by the wind
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171920
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His velvet mouth, shaped perfectly to intertwine with hers, teases the space between them until its caress finds her.
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171922
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171995
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Uzma accepts my invitation for dinner.
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171921
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The chipping sound started around the time Susannah reached puberty. Not all at once, it was just now and then at first.“What's that noise?” she'd say, and everyone would cock their heads to listen. Her mother eventually took her to the doctor. He said it…
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171900
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The museum’s catalog description changed much less than the painting over those years. He wasn’t curator-in-chief of catalog descriptions, however, that task went to a curator arriving by another door.
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171911
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Trollo Martinez was wearing a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses and an old LA Community College T-Shirt. He needed to find some water so he could down the 5milligram tab of Ritalin in the palm of his hand.
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171984
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When Roger was small his two favorite toys were a tiny, squat doll called Care and a rubber millipede.
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17191811
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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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171953
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Smoking is like hooking up with an ex-girlfriend: you know she's bad for you and that it won't work out, but it feels so familiar and comfortable and so easy to slide back into.
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1719107
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I reached for that hair and the air zagged white...
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171820
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There's this sepia-toned photograph, which my mother gave me, of my brother and me when we were still both youngsters. In the picture my brother's dressed in a skimpy checked suit whose sleeves were already too short for him — on its way to becoming my
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17181210
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Lucy looked up, smiled and said mine had a head that looked like a mushroom. I suppose she was right. We were sitting on the floor drawing naked bodies for our anatomy lesson and teasing each other about our lack of drawing talent. We were new friends, having met when…
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17182011
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The box thuds at your feet: mug, plant, wedding photo, the 25-year pen.
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171833
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I thought about how chocolate or an hour massage, can almost trump sex. Then, I bought a chocolate bar and ate it all, without consulting the serving size. It was dark chocolate, 82%, worth it in the short term--- mmmm.
I thought about getting stoned.
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17181211
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171811
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171800
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Do I feel good about any of that? Not really. But I seem to find myself asking over and over again, why should I care? That's something that's never happened before. But I'd be lying if I didn't say I kind of liked it.
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1718105
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As a boy I fished under the Tappan Zee bridge which spans the Hudson River above New York City.
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171700
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Dr. van Roos reminded the group that trauma is trauma...
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1717158
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Mostly, though, reiteration of the old/
in an idiosyncrasy that strives/
to become fresh and fails
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17171712
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love weaves a perforated web
between the spikes
of longing
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17171211
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Coward, cuckold, she taunts: So be it. He's not a young man anymore, nor as clever as he once was, or thought.
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171776
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She tells me I have to face the fact that I have the heart of the Tin Man. I know the story. He had none. She is very sensitive and I have to measure my remarks because words bruise her so easily. So, I…
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17172213
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Only scotch and cheap champagne/
retain their reliable flavors.
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171785
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Twice burned, it buries its graves.
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171766
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The coffin-sized pit in his basement wasn’t freshly dug.
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171711
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I don’t personally know any models—let alone any supermodels—at this point in my life but some years back my father, who was working for the Woolite Corporation, was in charge of hiring models for them.
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171787
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the steady, persistent work of beauty
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171733
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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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