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“Your husband is an asshole, isn’t he?” he asks.
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He remembered waking up on those lazy summer days hearing the sad song of mourning doves.
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Requires one of those leaps.
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When the malady struck and the world fell dark at noon, she and I groped the walls and found our front door. Outside, bewildered, we heard the whine of jets in free-fall, explosions in the imagined distance. And we heard a car — or was it a truck that veered…
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Be careful when you choose your muse,
for she may be a siren.
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Writing as a form of imaginative hatred
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as i sink down into the
shadows crawling like a worm
past cold bricks
centuries old in my blood
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Fortunately, when the bird hits the sliding glass doors in our den, I know what to do.
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Sitting near her desk, like a dunce cap,
red
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His note said: “I’m sick of low attendance.”
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He reveled in the chase, giddy when just out of arm’s reach. When to catch him, that was the question.
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I took Annie to the zoo, and the tigers got out. The little tigers, that is. Cubs. Two of them. The zoo employees scurried about, peeking into nooks and crannies.
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IT's like, 15 words. Do you really need a snippet?
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In the beginning was the Word and the Word was God. What on Earth does that mean? What the hell? Earth, hell, heaven, they were good concepts. He took a rib out of Adam and began to write with it.
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“What is the sickness that you have?” Colin behind the glass wondered.
“Too much world,” said Anise Fish.
“We have that in common.”
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It sometimes happens a student remains a friend long after you both have abandon academe.
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Long, elegant, with a touch of arch,
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"We all knew that the thirty-eight year old mother, with the house on the hill, was having an affair with Darren, a fifteen year old boy, but no one did anything about it. When he was sixteen the parents found out and were furious, but the police were ne
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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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The world—the natural world—was terrible and beautiful in wartime. The leaves shuddered off trees. The pockmarked fields. The fallen brick chimneys. The way the birds heaved together in enormous flocks like rescue missions and then just as…
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The white faces of the train look up in an attempt to satisfy presumption, smoothing out any interest into glassy eyed gestures toward looking but lacking the very important quality of sight.
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Everyone was shocked when they heard Tinkerbelle was six days gone and had got so heavy she couldn't fly. Who could have done it, everyone asked, but Tinkerbelle wasn't telling. So no one knew. That isn't true. I knew, and in this Declaration I swear I will tell…
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He was supposed to be a garden gnome. Give pause to the squirrels, keep an eye on the impatiums. We found him at Wegman’s. He looked hopeful and observant.
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All I wanted was to love her.
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"Hey, man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut."
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Trollo Martinez was wearing a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses and an old LA Community College T-Shirt. He needed to find some water so he could down the 5milligram tab of Ritalin in the palm of his hand.
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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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