1736 5 3
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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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173600
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If you were the ozone,
I’d want to leave you gaping.
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1736105
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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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173552
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We lay in what we have made, minute fleshy bullets in the target we have made.
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173520
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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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173565
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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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17352011
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The box thuds at your feet: mug, plant, wedding photo, the 25-year pen.
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173500
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I blinked the darkness out of my eyes and saw the man again; I could smell his breath. Just like dad’s. I must have fallen asleep. My eyes felt so heavy. I was cold. Why was I cold?
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1735138
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Every morning if I don't have to go potty....
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173521
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Five o’clock, and Madame choosing her evening legs. Elizabeth assisting. Elizabeth will continue to assist until midnight, despite the chaos, at which point the authorities will tell her such assistance is no longer necessary.
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173510
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My only celebrity anecdote involves seeing Barbara Bush in the back of the Presidential limo ...
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173585
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Twice burned, it buries its graves.
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17341311
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It’s been a series of bad clams
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173452
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But I still don't have my underwear in the right place.
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173462
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"What the fuck are you looking at, Carl?" She snaps, turning her head toward me as the truck edges off the road and into a field of tobacco, into those broad green leaves of ancient sacristy and modern ablution. This is not a blissful kind of field. It is not full…
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17341414
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A wrinkled man lie atop an ivory-clad mattress, matched sheets covered his body, matched hair covered his head.
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173497
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They rise up, a sullen, sorrowful/
army of reproach, staring,//
stone-faced but eyed with fire.
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1734107
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I reached for that hair and the air zagged white...
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173496
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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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1734136
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The clacking ventilator reminds me of ice cubes rattling in your highball...
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173396
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A horizon shrinks a burden until it’s a seagull getting fat off vinegar fries. I’m in love with the way your mouth moves when you aren’t talking. When it fills with salt.
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173376
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On Saturdays, we pull out big white poster boards, magic markers, and draw babies.
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17331211
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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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173310
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The separation—the plan—had been a long time coming. After years of fighting and therapy and apologizing and, finally, silence, their marriage was about to die of exhaustion.
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173361
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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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173398
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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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173353
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"...you are a freak of nature..."
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This is a lady who never got a break.
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Entering that darkroom is like slipping through the barrel of a rifle.
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