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A performance is a series of situations. Each situation defines the characters that are in it.
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Alicia got to third block early and scribbled down some of the derivatives homework. Others trickled in intermittently, drifting to their seats like impurities getting caught in a filter.
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The television volume softens in the shadows.
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It's difficult to remember, much less write down, the hard times you thought were unforgettable when you have a full stomach. It's hard to remember that dirty little room you rented in that house, from a Bosnian landlord, on 27th avenue and Missouri. The…
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“Your husband is an asshole, isn’t he?” he asks.
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Her clothing style varies from grunge to glamor and . . . she always looks good.
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“Listen, Mother – you’re my ticket out of this burg and I’m not about to cash it in!”
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He took off his sombrero and playfully placed it on my head. “And really, don’t be upset. You’re fine. There’s nothing wrong with loving your cat.”
He was right, there is nothing wrong with loving your cat. But there is something wrong with owning a di
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When you have lived with pain so long, you grow old and the old man inside of you takes over. That’s just the way it is.
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I am far from home, wherever that is.
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On his knees
he divinates diverging lines
with belly laughs he levitates
the rebel spheres into geodes .
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The car has been parked there for slightly more than a day now, and nothing has occurred—there’s nothing “unusual,” nothing “amiss.” Except that it’s there, still, as he follows his boys to school.
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It’s Sunday- no need to shave-/
but shave, I do. A little act//
of discipline in the discipline/
of routine.
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One by one our friends are kicking the bucket. Let's get together. It's now or never, we figure.
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There are three ways I can love you, not even half of one more.
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Lise started making up words when she lost her voice.
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It doesn't have to be force grown betweenus. We entwine naturally. It's agood feeling to have a friend who at oncedoesn't require a hothouse ceiling laidbetween each invisible touch. There's justwind. There's just rain. There's just sun. There's just you.There's just…
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So, I escaped from the Iron Curtain out of Czechoslovakia, as was called then. That was in 1956 I escaped, and came to Chicago where all of you were for some time already. I know our grandparents came over in early part of century, but my part of family
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But what if it grew into a nasty tea party-ish bimbo right winger -- a little Michelle Bachmann nubbin?
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Judith was a bed wetter. Judith was a first-year college student and she was embarrassed that she wet the bed.
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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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I start with a morsel of truth, then hide it with lies...
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Rarely is Quay Street so clean,
Monday in rain,
Neactain’s ticking over with
Slow jazz and crosswords,
Stout and steaming anoraks.
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170365
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You may think you've tasted envy, but yours was just a sour sip of wine at a civilized wine-tasting. Mine is bottom-shelf, well-brand gin in a biker bar with miss-the-urinal piss stains on the floor.
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You're a good dog, she whispered to him, a good brave dog. Her face was tight with soap.
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so I tighten hands with my castaway and say/you failed to impress in your folded peacock dress
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hoping for a happy outcome/
like a kindly voice on the line
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Not many people like Geminis.
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