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He was supposed to be a garden gnome. Give pause to the squirrels, keep an eye on the impatiums. We found him at Wegman’s. He looked hopeful and observant.
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A sturdy and goatish original by know-nothing punks from the sticks. Who cares if we were puny and smelled like fresh milk? For a few years we played and rocked, even turned the Appalachian soundscape a little brown at the edges. At least at first. Mainly
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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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“Why do you write filth?” they howl
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Andrew smiled at her while he pulled out his penis. He then held it between his fingers and tugged at it, stretching it much like a rubber band
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In his mind, he could hear Eve’s voice, “We had some good times, didn’t we?”
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Only scotch and cheap champagne/
retain their reliable flavors.
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We crept to the edge of the cliff and stared down at Lake Travis. In this alcove, out of the churn of the speedboats and pleasure craft, the water shimmered, impossibly blue.
“Didn’t you used to jump off here back when you were getting high?” Ryan said
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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At five a family relative took my life away from me and no one cared
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There is an empty space,
between every note in rock 'n' roll,
where they have buried John Bonham,
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"He turns in his bed, and reaches for a body,
like the blind to braille."
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Bert also said that somebody else at the meeting was complaining about his high blood pressure, and Bert repeated what Hank had said, that he was glad to have any blood pressure at all.
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At the third or fourth discotheque I drink so much I accidentally find myself happy.
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he took me hostage as I came out the door.
Nelson took me hostage and we went back to his parents' house. They were gone crappie fishing so I had to spend the whole weekend alone with him. I didn't have anything lined up for Saturday night, so it wasn'
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"Did I have a dream, or did the dream have me?" - Rush, "Nocturne"
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It's the little things that trip us
up: a small hole in a level field,
an innocuous root in a well-trod
path, a disinclined sidewalk...
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now the days are empty
and time has lost its head
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The suite of dark rooms/
extends forever./
It’s no big deal.
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IT's like, 15 words. Do you really need a snippet?
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The world is having an off day. The sun is now lavender in color, soft on the eyes, and we stare at the new sun all day without ill effect.
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When the malady struck and the world fell dark at noon, she and I groped the walls and found our front door. Outside, bewildered, we heard the whine of jets in free-fall, explosions in the imagined distance. And we heard a car — or was it a truck that veered…
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For the briefest moment, she was part of the sky. She hung there. Frozen. Suspended. Arms outstretched. She thought maybe she could take off flying, if she strained against gravity hard enough. She would soar into the pale blue until she reached the clouds. They …
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Everyone else in the bar was looking everywhere else: it was as though they were alone while Journey played loudly all around. “Streetlights, people,” she sang. Time didn't move. What she must be like while driving, singing to herself with the windows fog
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What in the name of God’s green earth does this say? “Chifferobe if you can of Aztec in coffee can”?
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In May of 1982, my daughter and I planned a trip…
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