1777 5 5
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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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1777139
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Writing as a form of imaginative hatred
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177700
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There are three ways I can love you, not even half of one more.
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1777178
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177732
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They could have heard a pin drop in the car for the rest of the ride to her house, where she looked at him one last time and found nothing admirable, nothing memorable about him.
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177795
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Uzma accepts my invitation for dinner.
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177776
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She tells me I have to face the fact that I have the heart of the Tin Man. I know the story. He had none. She is very sensitive and I have to measure my remarks because words bruise her so easily. So, I…
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177780
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The serious writer looks back on a long and distinguished career as an herbologist.
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177711
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I concluded that Parisian sexuality must be partially indebted to the cricket or grasshopper. The entrance to their flat was a wood door scarred by scriptures common to places frequented by people who have not yet made their mark on the world.
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177710
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You're stupid drunk. And not feeling so good. You know you should stop doing this. But what else is there to do, especially since your brother went in? And now Roberto's gone to pick up his lady and left you alone, empty. Couldn't even drive you home. You don't…
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177632
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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177633
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The next thing we knew, the KGB started tailing us everywhere we went. They must have heard about Lenin’s Paintings, was all we could figure. Because, what if they were real?
That night we went out to a pizza place where we saw the worst graffiti in t
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177633
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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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1776169
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If love could only by heat be bound
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17762011
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The box thuds at your feet: mug, plant, wedding photo, the 25-year pen.
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17761811
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It could be fun,/
with the guns, explosives, Molotov/
Cocktails and all,
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177621
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...something darkly malevolent looming above him...
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177610
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My only celebrity anecdote involves seeing Barbara Bush in the back of the Presidential limo ...
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1776107
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I reached for that hair and the air zagged white...
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177576
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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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177598
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I think I remember now why people write poetry.
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177520
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His velvet mouth, shaped perfectly to intertwine with hers, teases the space between them until its caress finds her.
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177552
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But I still don't have my underwear in the right place.
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177553
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The Black Thing spread over the room, eating away his mother's face as well as the doctors and nurses who dashed in a frenzy around him until they too were swallowed in the black singing cloud.
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177576
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On Saturdays, we pull out big white poster boards, magic markers, and draw babies.
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177553
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My sweet baby angel has baby hair Baby angel has a golden cross lit looking at the crystal pig and kind mare The drowning unicorn comes from the waves in fits. My sweet baby angel has baby talkBaby angel has a diamond shape scarburied heart shaped…
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17751617
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Sharpie marked, Free Still Works
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17752015
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Falling Water almost fell./
12 million dollars later//
it will splay itself a little longer
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177553
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Smoking is like hooking up with an ex-girlfriend: you know she's bad for you and that it won't work out, but it feels so familiar and comfortable and so easy to slide back into.
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