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hoping for a happy outcome/
like a kindly voice on the line
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17012714
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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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170165
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170100
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This summer they had reached their fifth anniversary, the landmark they’d dubbed the Bacchanal year. Instead of exchanging gifts made of wood, they’d bought expensive wines and champagnes and emancipated their bodies of clothing for two straight days. The
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170030
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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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170000
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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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170032
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All I wanted was to love her.
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1700136
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I travel over your body with small feet,
reach your heart.
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1700167
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170067
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Just take the mountain curves
as tightly to the inside and
as fast as surface conditions permit
and the road’s edge
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170010
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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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170087
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170067
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I start with a morsel of truth, then hide it with lies...
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1700106
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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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169965
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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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1699168
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Her clothing style varies from grunge to glamor and . . . she always looks good.
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169900
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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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1699127
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The fish would need a name, but she didn’t know how to tell if it was a boy or a girl. Did fish have penises?
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169974
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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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1699106
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Blending in at a rock concert in ballet flats was harder than I thought it would be. The heavy eye makeup and lit cigarette I never brought to my lips put me somewhere between “Trying Too Hard” and “Bless Her Heart.”
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169921
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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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169923
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BABY MOUSE She and the baby squeeze into the neon blue star-studded rocket ship in front of K-Mart, a tight fit because the baby's still inside her and the ship is made for under ten year olds and the steering wheel dents her stomach and the baby backs up and…
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1699114
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My spooky cat got out again. Under the deck she ran. Out came the hose that chased her about. Fur spiked, tail pointing, yowling, she hissed at me, and back in the house she pranced. It's been two days now. She slithers out for food after…
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169976
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Uh oh, the dry cleaning ticket
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169833
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Her whole life was lived between high tide and low tide, moments of giggling grandeur and moments of sheer emptiness.
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16982010
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Practice has perfected disengagement.
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169841
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Each drip off the corrugated plastic sheeting made a tinny sound that he could hear from deep within the damp sleeping bag and layers of blankets where he was trying to sleep.
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169821
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An undercover agent posed as an Orthodox Jewish woman in a sting operation that led to the arrest of two rabbis for kidnapping men who refused to grant divorces to their wives.
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169855
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What does she have / that I don’t have / that I can’t buy / for myself?
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1698155
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"when I say bag, what I mean to say is…"
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