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Kick your employer in the ass. Emotions are strange experiments in honesty.
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Linus had it right with the security blanket he held like a beloved pet swan. Geneva had it all wrong with a pastel-colored music box, painted with impressionist-styled daisies and tied up in gold-ribbed pink bow. But it had come from her grandmother. Her
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published in The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg Review.
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They were all sitting naked in a sauna and drinking Diet Coke, with droopy ball sacks and sweat rolling over massive man titties and paunches. Yahweh sat on an upper bench, wearing dark goggles to protect his eyes from the brightness of his own still radi
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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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One night he woke up with Underdog laying next to him, breathing softly. He marveled at how fiction could make reality so much better.
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Biscuits and gravy. I'm off today, I'm lazy.
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...the loving and very painful hurt of our daily sustenance
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I have always admired flat-chested women.
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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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Your mother is a great and dying bird. Once, she tended her grand feathered nest. Once, she preened.
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so I tighten hands with my castaway and say/you failed to impress in your folded peacock dress
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"Did I have a dream, or did the dream have me?" - Rush, "Nocturne"
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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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Afterward, at the motel, I asked her why she liked sex so much, and she said she liked the taste.
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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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I started walking around the Jube like any other sheep, lemming, or penguin: passing plate glass windows, one after another.
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I crave the confines of the convent
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The water rolls gently this evening, barely touching my toes before retreating. The tide has been going out for over an hour and already there are several victims – crustaceans, spider crabs, minnows.
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[CAUTION: "DISINTEGRATION OF THE FUNCTIONING PSYCHE," IS, APPARENTLY, A "DEEPLY PERSONAL" EXPERIENCE!"]
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I say her- it might be him-/
but from a distance I supply the details I prefer.
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I have two of those hand exercisers jamming the
tray and keeping it locked in place
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The house had to be clean - I mean thorough-clean - when he got home from the pit for his tea, or he’d throw his plate at the wall and the gravy would run down onto the carpet. There was always gravy.
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The money stank on the table. Money is dirty she said, one of the dirtiest things. So many people touch it. This pile of brine would not explain its reek, only demanded that we accepted its stench as requisite. It had to have been the cash that stank, prior to its arrival…
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Justin comes out of the bathroom, finally erect, his hands glistening with K-Y jelly as he chucks the girlie mag into a corner. “I'm ready.” Through the afternoon's soft-filtered light, Kelly watches him climb on top of her and thinks of…
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when thoughts of you
waffle in through memories scent
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Flames dance behind glass
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