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My banker said, "We've millions we can spare,
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A performance is a series of situations. Each situation defines the characters that are in it.
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I visited the grave of Rimbaud. / It was pale blue
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At night, I wake up, and Daddy's in the bathroom with a hanger in his mouth....
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fate is an illusion we use to ease the terror of our mortality
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It takes almost an hour before I drift to sleep on the bus. When I wake up in Crescent City, I’m surprised. Maybe I was going somewhere else in my sleep. Walking out of the station, it feels like a strange place. Somewhere I’ve never been before. The
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This wasn't going to be about her anymore.She tied her strong purple balloon to the neck of the wounded horse. Her skirt and her top felt like armor's breath. The tingle across her scalp felt warm. Small rug scrapes that made her think of her last dog, before she died.This…
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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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I am far from home, wherever that is.
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One frozen hand protruded from the snow.
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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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[marbles] [blither-blather] [blarg]
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I start with a morsel of truth, then hide it with lies...
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I have committed to nothing. Therefore I have committed to something. The first sentence is now moot, and this story will eat itself.
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That's demeaning enough, but not as hard to take as the customers. They're all jaded hipsters, thumb diddling smartphone freaks, pretending their online interactions actually count as relationships and that “tweets” are real conversations. It's sad, reall
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The place is buzzing with little women, all clad in black smocks.
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During what's called "Children's time," one day at church Sarah slides her left foot halfway out of her tiny ballet slipper to show Davie her toenails are painted the same soft pink as the inside of her shoe. "Look," she says. "My…
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Kick your employer in the ass. Emotions are strange experiments in honesty.
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she lifted and threw her legs out the open
side front window of the speeding auto
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Can’t you do anything right?
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It was a lover’s dark. They had been talking for hours when daylight lost interest and had gone elsewhere for sport.
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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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Dreams will show you a life that might or might not be yours, but you better believe that they've got to serve when you're asked to come up with a story."--Frank Baron, the night he made bail and left town1. First Blood in Dreams Long Ago The…
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I was thinking everything was OK, until one day I woke up and realized that I was living on an entirely different planet, and you seemed like a complete stranger to me. I was feeling so ashamed of these feelings, that I couldn't even tell you about them. I couldn't…
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I read my book of names. Over and over again. Our name appeared in the newspaper 254,991 times between 1896 and 1944.
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The past operates with incredible gravity. Powerful, efficient, deceptive. Thin, sleek cords sent out by it attach themselves to your back, your legs, your buttocks, the back of your head. Resist. Walk. One leg after another. Easy does it, like a baby. Do
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He hiked the hills of her condition
She biked the path of his delight
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