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The most beautiful possible thing is to deprive all places of their meanings.
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181522
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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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181510
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[He] practiced aromatherapy and licentiousness, in no particular order.
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181521
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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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1815138
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A lifeboat came by in the night,
And I finally saw we were sinking.
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181500
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"Then why? Why?" she choked. "Why are you so... so mean to me?"
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18151911
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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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18151410
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Oh to be young and vigorous.
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181476
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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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181420
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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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1814136
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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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181452
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But I still don't have my underwear in the right place.
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181420
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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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181410
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Lu peeked at his cards again. They were still jacks, and they still looked mighty nice.
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181485
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Twice burned, it buries its graves.
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1814117
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... he led what might be called a quiet life
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The serious writer looks back on a long and distinguished career as an herbologist.
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Hey, how are you? she squeaked.
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1813209
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feeling empty as the
bottom of a bottle
dry as a bone
in death valley alone
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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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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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181394
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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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181223
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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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