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I woke up around 6 pm today. As always, mum would wake me up. I have this special bond with my bed and parting with her during my most vulnerable is anathema to my nature. Thrice mum would pull my feet and thrice I would groan hoping she would go…
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I knew nothing about the letter at first. When I came in that morning and smiled and said good morning, it was a genuine smile and a heartfelt good morning. But the letter, which had arrived the previous afternoon, was already doing its corrosive work of
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A lifeboat came by in the night,
And I finally saw we were sinking.
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"Then why? Why?" she choked. "Why are you so... so mean to me?"
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I'm just a rental dog myself
looking for the guardian of starlight
peeing on the expired parking meters
and barking up all the wrong trees.
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Oh to be young and vigorous.
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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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The fish would need a name, but she didn’t know how to tell if it was a boy or a girl. Did fish have penises?
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Lu peeked at his cards again. They were still jacks, and they still looked mighty nice.
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Twice burned, it buries its graves.
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Clear as my conscience may be, you still haunt me as the brown settles to black
sit there and recommence as if nothing had ever happened, your hands conducting the orchestra of your purity.
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Hey, how are you? she squeaked.
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In the gutter, the paper signs turned back to pulp.
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But I still don't have my underwear in the right place.
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Enid closes her bedroom door when she changes her clothes but leaves it ajar when she's doing her face; is she hoping some small talk might reach her dainty ears?
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The sound of drums blared from down the street. Car horns tried to fight the sound. Mayumi and Keiko saw the size of the crowd walking past them increase.
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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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The serious writer looks back on a long and distinguished career as an herbologist.
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“How scared?” Mikey said, not wanting to find out, and already looking pretty nervous.
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The pear is a bruise. Feels like desperation in the light, it looks soft and blue. She wants to touch it and doesn’t want to. How the blood gathers under the blue and the body grows tender. Swells. Slowly.
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She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness.
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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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Hollywood is the land of the slow no.
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She called it EMDR, which stands for Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing. Basically, it means training a part of your brain to longer associate trauma with a specific side of the brain. This meant that she had to direct all traffic of the repressed memory to a new…
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Not many people like Geminis.
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At some point, my lottery number/
was in the mid 300s. I was safe/
for whatever reason. No need/
to burn my draft card.
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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There are lines//
across time, beyond the tug/
of elections and fashion,/
beyond the turbulence of history
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