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And she tried to laugh, to justify her half evasion, to dismiss the memory of their vitriolic breakfast conversation.
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The television volume softens in the shadows.
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“I feel like my bones are melting.” Her arms are wrapped around her body tightly, like she’s trying to hold herself together. She’s shaking; I can hear it with every breath she takes.
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the far-flung Turner boys and their broods descended upon Pemberton like locusts
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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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On beach trips with our families,
there were bumper cars, jet skis;
flash enjoyments,
beach-themed distractions.
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“He looks funny again,” the twins would say. “Cow looks funny, Mummy.”
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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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153885
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I'll never be a Republican Megadonor or a Doomed Aviatrix. But I'm okay with that.
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that guy/ MOSTLY understood / endings
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A horizon shrinks a burden until it’s a seagull getting fat off vinegar fries. I’m in love with the way your mouth moves when you aren’t talking. When it fills with salt.
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Still no rain. Eight months, says Hollister. More like nine, says James Earl. We stand in Hollister’s high meadow, what’s left of it.
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Once, when he had been married for a year, she sent him a card which said, "If you have seen a cat smoke a pipe, you have got it made." There was an illustration of a big, black panther, standing up on its hind legs, smoking what looked like a big tub of
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can they approve, our/gods in our wallets? only/when we tell them to.
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Digging in another garden, jumping into another space and time, I impaled a toad on the tines of a garden fork. At first I thought the toad was a clump of clay, stuck to the thick tine, but before I could kick the clay off with my…
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This year I did not markthe day of your death.I let it slip by in an afternoonfilled with music you'll never hear,words you'll never read,a chorus of voices raised in protestat the unwavering passage of time.I don't need a numberto know that you are gone.Since you went…
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They try to incorporate a little of Ravel around their edges, the ones where their molecules bump off into other parallel realities, into other non-localities, into other potentials. She isn't buying it. She's tuned in. And she can tell.
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Mr Robertson chuckled gently as he caught the aroma of freshly cooked cinnamon doughnuts and watched the oil leave its fingerprints.
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—You must be joking, he laughed.
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Walking to Colorado? He doesn't have that kind of time.
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It would be great if next door to every restaurant, there was a 24 hour dental surgery. Then you could sneak in and grab a few magazines to read if you’re unfortunate enough to be dining alone.
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Rush had a black eye and a bucket of dirty water. Look, a baby turtle he said, like that explained everything. Yes, I did lack a turtle so thank you for disappearing for three months and returning with a goddamned turtle. His weird homecoming gift took my…
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Often, meeting attractive people we pay very little emotion toward them ... Why? It's because we have no common (often the economic in its sense) project of living to bring us together ... When such project exist ... Then, well ... we find people sexy
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153782
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Entering that darkroom is like slipping through the barrel of a rifle.
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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 can't find my way back to the library. I've heard of this happening, that if you leave even for just one day and for a very good reason, as good a reason as mine, you may not find your way back. Now why should this be so? I do not understand this library. It houses…
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"Someone should have told her that less is more..."
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There’s a hole in my sock, just large enough that my big toe keeps slipping out.
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You are walking through a canyon made of shelving units lined with colorful masterpieces of three-dimensional minimalist design
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