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in our teens as tough as the cold/we wore denim and flannel with our boots/kicking at whichever wind blew . . .
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Talk To the Bionic Hand
“Scientists have discovered how to program intention into a bionic hand so that it will react to impulses from the brain like a normal hand”
Man found being choked by his own out-of-control bionic hand
after han
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You enter the lobby of the office building tentatively at first - you're a little nervous about this interview, after all - but you recall how spectacular and professional you dressed that morning. Plus you read through the company's LinkedIn profile at least five times…
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I lie on the floor of the hut and for some reason I start to think about the Harvest Days carnival and that game where you have to toss a dime in a dish to win a stuffed animal. Next thing you know I’m a little tiny guy in there in that world of plates
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We love the sparkling, speckless, spotless, spic-n-span, sanitary.
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A performance is a series of situations. Each situation defines the characters that are in it.
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Can’t you do anything right?
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Uh oh, the dry cleaning ticket
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I thought the Ferris wheel was dumb. All it did was give you a high altitude view of the little Minnesota town where I had grown up.
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// opening act: van featuring balloon featuring drugs
// headliner: lubv ya babe
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Sex is a sad reason to be alone with someone.
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Who are all these rough looking people, hanging over me, itching me with their shaggy, grapevine arms? Like twisting, dangling down, painted, cloth Gargoyles on a quickly coming apart, dried up rope? It's always been the same old perch to view from. You wanted to know…
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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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My cats are my world and more. They are rotund, little indoor-girl cats, though, who were taken from their mother too early to learn things like hunting and properly washing their privates, and so they think the mouse is just another interesting thing to
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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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Burger King has rekindled Flame, its $4 broiled-meat-scented spray.
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I started walking around the Jube like any other sheep, lemming, or penguin: passing plate glass windows, one after another.
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published in The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg Review.
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You are like gasoline on the fire of my desire–you send me higher and higher into paroxysms of earth-shaking erotic explosions. Remember–the “light” catfood is the kind in the turquoise bag.
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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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On finding out that gonads are part of the female anatomy as well.
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Sophie hoped that Ryan would just stay in the bathroom and never come out. Her stomach turned just thinking about him, but wealthy nerds were easier to work than wealthy regular guys. No self-esteem, no experience with women…no problem.
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My husband waits for him to hurt himself.
The boy drinks red wine between movements,
Staring hypnotically at the back
Of a girl’s head.
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She'd still rest her fingers on your back, and her smile still lit the lantern of your soul.
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My mother saw the Devil everywhere, even in my dance teacher, with his black leotards and chest hair like bean sprouts. "You're flamingos," he'd say in class when we balanced on one foot; when we lept into the air, "Now you're panthers!" I pictured him in a dark robe,…
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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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That dog again; enduring love.
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There won't be dancing, anymore. That isn't true, that can't be true; but there is no floor to dance on, you know?
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