1802 4 4
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Both his parents saved their pent up Puritan pasts to fill his ears with brimstone clichés.
"Idle time is the devil's playground", he would tell me, scrunching up his face, stuffing it full of meat lovers pizza.
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1802 2 1
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Hollywood is the land of the slow no.
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1802 12 9
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Fax me back to South Street listening to the dumpster / trumpeter, standing like licorice in the rain, / as the fetid officers assemble for the raid
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1802 1 1
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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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1801 20 11
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The suite of dark rooms/
extends forever./
It’s no big deal.
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1801 14 8
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In the gutter, the paper signs turned back to pulp.
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1801 13 9
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Writing as a form of imaginative hatred
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1801 22 10
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Let’s play a game. I’m thinking of a word.
Do we have to?
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1801 15 13
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San Bruno avenue, six shops in eight blocks. Those Vietnamese ladies thrive on the pedicure trade.
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1801 2 1
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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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1801 14 6
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and the smiles light the way
when the wind blows the darkness
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1801 0 0
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The day I met Griffin Burns was the worst day of my adult life. However, it wasn't a series of unfortunate events, one mistake which followed an unlucky break which followed a bad situation; nothing …
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1801 14 14
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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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1801 0 0
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If you were the ozone,
I’d want to leave you gaping.
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1801 5 3
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"...you are a freak of nature..."
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1800 9 8
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I think I remember now why people write poetry.
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1800 1 1
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Paul had come to Hawaii, like many young haoles from the mainland, to party. Partying proved to be lucrative for him. By early October 1982 he had done well for himself in Hawaii, living in a country house with sprawling lawns that held back the jungle foliage…
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1800 2 0
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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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1800 4 3
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"Hey, man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut."
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1800 7 5
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words have their own ancestors,/deeds are commanded by their own lords./
knowledge and thought do not make me understand—/no surprise, then, that I am not understood.
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1800 10 7
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Look at her. She doesn't want to be here. The kiss and “wouldn't miss it for the world” was as empty as her crossed arms, crossed legs, and jittery foot were loaded. She attacked the foam of her latte with a tiny red straw. I wanted to scream. Complain about the…
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1800 14 10
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Oh to be young and vigorous.
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1799 0 0
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...dogs snapping at the brush as it spins this way, that way, eluding the slavering jaws by a hairs breadth. The fox twists and rolls, tries every trick, every last desperate one.
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1799 5 2
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But I still don't have my underwear in the right place.
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1799 7 2
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The guy stretches out his arm as he rounds up the herd of ducks that only want to bob. He pulls down his sleeve over a heart tattoo, faded from being seen so many times. It’s a skinny sort of heart tattoo, an askew heart from where I stand, an arrow fro
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1799 18 11
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It could be fun,/
with the guns, explosives, Molotov/
Cocktails and all,
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1799 1 0
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My only celebrity anecdote involves seeing Barbara Bush in the back of the Presidential limo ...
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1799 0 0
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A few people bristled and looked at Jim, but since he was avoiding their gaze, they had no choice but to return their attention to their own table and pretend to pay attention to the conversation they previously had been pretending to pay attention to.
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1799 8 0
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The serious writer looks back on a long and distinguished career as an herbologist.
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1799 5 7
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My grandmother didn't like fireworks much. She said they reminded her of the raids during the war, when everybody stayed in the tube tunnels at night, going in buckets and curling up on the tracks.
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