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Brazilian girls yammer
with their book bags
up against my leg.
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There were three other guys on the bus. The landlord (or buslord) let us use the kitchen and bathroom in the house he shared with his wife. I rode into San José City College with the other guys, who were also taking classes there. I remember frigid autum
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death spoke in a swimming pool in late june:
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His note said: “I’m sick of low attendance.”
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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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Not many people like Geminis.
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Everybody knew it would happen. It didn’t happen exactly when or how they thought it would, but nonetheless it happened.
“I told you it would happen,” a bearded man told his wife.
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We love the sparkling, speckless, spotless, spic-n-span, sanitary.
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the steady, persistent work of beauty
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The way she once felt for another, naked mornings in her bed, and Young Frankenstein. Sed-a-give.
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Maybe she was crying before she got on the coach at Marble Arch, settled in the seat across from me, but by the time we reach Victoria Gate, tears stream down her face, mouth open to receive her own sacrament.Indian, ageless in tasteful floral, a blue sweater despite summer…
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...the knives she laid out on the porch before her husband left her, washed and dried, set neatly by copper pennies.
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Be careful when you choose your muse,
for she may be a siren.
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A blonde girl, her youth evident beneath a cosmetic mask of bruised eye shadow and plum lipstick, claims the seat beside me on a train. A radiant six month-old gazes out from her hip, awe-struck at life, as my own son must have been at that age. I never e
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A brief novel excerpt featuring two characters breaking out in song, with lines like 'Arabian knights dance sheikh to sheikh.'
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Penny followed the woman into the warm, dark interior of her home, which smelled strongly of cumin and other familiar spices she couldn’t name. Penny noted that the tia’s hair had turned almost completely white and had grown very long since Penny had last
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I tried to talk, but only / whispers slithered out.
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I’m supposed to be writing poems but it’s Saturday morning and I’m watching cartoons.
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Shh!
What?
The downstairs neighbors. They’re at it again.
What?
It’s the weekend? They’re both home?
Oh.
Remember?
I think so. Sort of.
Shh!
What’s that grunting?
He must be doing the heavy lifting.
Sounds like he’s hurt
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If girls have keys for fingers then locks cannot hold them.
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Uh oh, the dry cleaning ticket
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The shop is swarming with little women.
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I remember thinking the seasons are arriving later every year,
as if the world has been slowed by the weight of graves.
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“Me try anything,” he says, then laughs a little. “You’re fucked.”
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Her dress swirled around her as she stepped into the ballroom, looking every bit as sultry as her recent Playboy cover...
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He ran for home, screaming for help in the silent ravine.
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I sat there, observing the city people. Frowns upon all our faces. The rain moistened my heart and journal. A blind family; a trio. They used their wands to lead the way.Their faces read joy but, most importantly, satisfaction.My envy filled the damp page.
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I knew I spoke out of turn when I asked my father's old friend Charlie Jobe what he thought would come of moving to the veterans' camp, or "Village of the Deranged", as the newspaper has since taken to calling it. That was their description after all the
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