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The mulch vendor is a crook but we have no choice, not with the shortage of soil. Have to guard the stuff, put alarm wires around the garden, leave a friend in charge to spot the thieves if you go away overnight. If you…
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Entering that darkroom is like slipping through the barrel of a rifle.
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Hurried, hassling suit in front of me is being awful to the barista. So she refuses to serve him, turning away.
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Hunters took 925 bears in the 2020 season in Vermont
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We lay in what we have made, minute fleshy bullets in the target we have made.
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The next thing we knew, the KGB started tailing us everywhere we went. They must have heard about Lenin’s Paintings, was all we could figure. Because, what if they were real?
That night we went out to a pizza place where we saw the worst graffiti in t
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I didn’t question any of it and instead sat motionless as she dropped my wrists and walked away seconds later.
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Weddings, engagements etc.
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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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Falling Water almost fell./
12 million dollars later//
it will splay itself a little longer
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the steady, persistent work of beauty
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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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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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"...you are a freak of nature..."
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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[He] practiced aromatherapy and licentiousness, in no particular order.
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...the loving and very painful hurt of our daily sustenance
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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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She'd no doubt catch the guy's eye in the act, flash her smile and laugh in his face as an insult or invitation, depending on how she wanted things to go.
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But no matter how we died, we all end up here, in the Meadowlark Children's Cemetery.
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when thoughts of you
waffle in through memories scent
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You're thinking I don't have a conscience, right? I'm asking you.
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Last night aliens invaded our dishwasher.
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The suite of dark rooms/
extends forever./
It’s no big deal.
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I don't know how long I was down on the curb. When I came around it took several minutes to realize that it wasn't the moon overhead at all but a street light and the sticky feeling stuff I was lying in was, yeah, my blood. And the hand on my shoulder wasn't hers. I…
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If love could only by heat be bound
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