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the Griot Grrrls stopped playing their distinctive brand of power progressive acoustic worldfunk at open-mics around campus
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172320
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Last night aliens invaded our dishwasher.
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17222011
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The suite of dark rooms/
extends forever./
It’s no big deal.
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172221
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‘Miguel! A pint of Guinness, please!'
I might as well have asked for his mother's immortal soul. A smile as benign as a stiletto. But he served a clean and tidy pint.
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17221611
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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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1722105
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Brazilian girls yammer
with their book bags
up against my leg.
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17221510
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Weddings, engagements etc.
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172210
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Leda looks back over her shoulder at us as the swan
grips her from behind while at the same time nipping at
the nape of her neck. She's a freckled child and
a little frightened. There's a dark smudge beneath her eye
where the shadow runs. The swan
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It takes almost an hour before I drift to sleep on the bus. When I wake up in Crescent City, I’m surprised. Maybe I was going somewhere else in my sleep. Walking out of the station, it feels like a strange place. Somewhere I’ve never been before. The
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172211
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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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172200
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If you were the ozone,
I’d want to leave you gaping.
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172189
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I thought the Ferris wheel was dumb. All it did was give you a high altitude view of the little Minnesota town where I had grown up.
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I had no portent this would occur, /
Ne'er did I see this happening, /
Not days before, nor those coming;
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172143
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He’d tossed and turned all night, pondering what to do, afraid she was living alone. He’d decided to email her two words: “Love you” and signed it “Scary Sal,” as she’d always seemed so afraid of him.
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172183
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At the third or fourth discotheque I drink so much I accidentally find myself happy.
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172195
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The border crossing at El Paso will soon be arriving. I'm apprehensive about Mexico, all the violence.
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172121
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Cammie Richard's house was just like all the others in Wilchester. The exterior was vaguely reminiscent of the Dutch style; gray stone with cross beams of dark wood, with two stories and a bay window. Her yard was fertilizer green, with a giant STRATFORD FOOTBALL…
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172161
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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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172043
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"Hey, man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut."
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17202013
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17201211
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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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Every morning if I don't have to go potty....
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172075
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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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172021
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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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17201414
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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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172097
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When I first arrived/footling-breeched/you two were there/ahead of me.
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172064
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the first day of preschool/ my mother walked me down the street/ to a tall building that cut/ like a knife made of bricks/ right into the street,/ an american flag/ sticking straight out/ just above the door.
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She looks exactly like my sister, though I do not have a sister.
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172096
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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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172065
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The robot may be grabbing onto something so big I'm mistaking it for the countryside, or the sunset. I could just be one cog in an infinite chain of leg-attachment, stretching from the cosmos to the sub-atomic.
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