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At the third or fourth discotheque I drink so much I accidentally find myself happy.
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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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Henry and I had met at the hospital. He'd been forty years my senior, but we'd been in for precisely the same reason: kidney stones.
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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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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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On the television, a round woman sits amongst the mannequins. She wears a headband. She describes some awesome jewelry.
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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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Last night aliens invaded our dishwasher.
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Scavenge at that address only if you feel possessed of great courage, a profound faith in resurrection or reincarnation, or an impatient desire for a premature date with certain death.
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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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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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But no matter how we died, we all end up here, in the Meadowlark Children's Cemetery.
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Writing as a form of imaginative hatred
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"Hey, man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut."
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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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Some nights you really feel it.
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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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A wrinkled man lie atop an ivory-clad mattress, matched sheets covered his body, matched hair covered his head.
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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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She looks exactly like my sister, though I do not have a sister.
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If you were the ozone,
I’d want to leave you gaping.
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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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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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Hunters took 925 bears in the 2020 season in Vermont
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I read my book of names. Over and over again. Our name appeared in the newspaper 254,991 times between 1896 and 1944.
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Requires one of those leaps.
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After Jonesy entered the bear habitat, he walked up to the biggest bear in the group and punched it square in the nose. The bear was visibly startled. I mean, bears don’t get punched that often. And there’s a reason: bears are ferocious animals.
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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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The ghosts run before/
attacking horsemen. A heart/
is ruptured by a spear.
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