1820 8 5
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Twice burned, it buries its graves.
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182000
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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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182021
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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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182000
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"Then why? Why?" she choked. "Why are you so... so mean to me?"
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182011
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She seems to be demanding someone donate to her a beard. No one has gone any further with this, and the electricity of her song about beards, listing, growing more undulant, crescendos.
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18201911
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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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1819146
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Marge didn't eat lamb or pork.
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181982
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Entering that darkroom is like slipping through the barrel of a rifle.
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181912
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Harold’s a thinker, authors their plans. Last week he swiped six encrusted cans of Stroh’s from a faded cooler in his dad’s garage. He and LS guzzled each one in a chigger-weed patch behind the school gym, slurping and thumbing a stack of purloined
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1819136
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Valentine Dayso excitingit means he really loves herwhat will he bringshe waitshe comes home with a hang dogexpression on his faceher valentine was leftat the gambling table
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1819127
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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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181952
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But I still don't have my underwear in the right place.
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181900
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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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181921
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Back in the sixties, I chanced upon a list of books. That’s right. Sifting a black garbage bin, I found the long lost canon. Seizing the moment, I snatched the list, and cradled it in my palms. I felt proud and patriotic for saving such a noble list f
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181965
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181933
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I thought about how chocolate or an hour massage, can almost trump sex. Then, I bought a chocolate bar and ate it all, without consulting the serving size. It was dark chocolate, 82%, worth it in the short term--- mmmm.
I thought about getting stoned.
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181923
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New York, New York The winter drizzle left the streets shiny like in movies and this night Manhattan looked like it should look, vibrant, clean and sparkling. It was…
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181942
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I imagined the crystals in my mouth.
Salt flowers blooming on my tongue.
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181822
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I remember thinking the seasons are arriving later every year,
as if the world has been slowed by the weight of graves.
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181896
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Hey, how are you? she squeaked.
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181810
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Either they got married in the church dressed in their mothers’ bridal gowns, gaudy and ancient dresses with off-white lace faded from years of hanging in the attic, or they snuck down to city hall...
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1818123
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181832
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The most beautiful possible thing is to deprive all places of their meanings.
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181875
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Long, elegant, with a touch of arch,
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181732
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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181720
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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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181743
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"Hey, man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut."
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18171413
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My art teacher hated Salvador Dali.
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181710
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Lu peeked at his cards again. They were still jacks, and they still looked mighty nice.
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181721
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She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness.
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