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He slumped forward, drooling into his lap.
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158888
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158833
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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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158885
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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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I infuriate myself with this gift.
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I held at my gut and immediately regretted laughing at Frank when he pulled the pocket-knife out on me. I doubled over and fell to the floor.
"John, was a typer all this important?" Frank asked, knife in hand.
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contact.
intimacy.
human
fucking
connection.
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“It’s lost. Lost and gone. Forever. My love for you. I’m sorry.”
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I follow what pulls me forward.
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The others fell silent and cast glances back and forth to each other.
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They came early and parked up, under cover of the night and the giant oak. I only know this because people told me afterwards. Watching us, they were. It was six o'clock before they smashed their way in, scaring the three of us out of our wits. Baby Billy screamed the place…
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It doesn't have to be force grown betweenus. We entwine naturally. It's agood feeling to have a friend who at oncedoesn't require a hothouse ceiling laidbetween each invisible touch. There's justwind. There's just rain. There's just sun. There's just you.There's just…
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She crossed the room to a tub in the center, the great woman with flowing locks of bronze, turning the taps until a heatless white became warm enough to bathe in. She added soap of some kind and the light became the bubbles,…
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Mosaics are a trick of the eye, seeming
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When the cab dropped Frank at his address at seven that evening, he noticed the lights were on in Michiko’s apartment.
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“She never knew her, you know?”
Chief Jack Gardner, retired, said to the duty officer absently, thumbing a well-worn photo in his rough calloused hands. His gravelly voice cracked a bit when he said it, catching his throat.
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Lulu Petite was sitting in a lounge chair by the side of the pool when she heard the man splash into the water, almost unnoticed by the guests milling around the backyard of the palatial estate. Everybody, seemingly, was involved in a balancing act of one
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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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He ran for home, screaming for help in the silent ravine.
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She says he is not a real person. He says he doesn't understand. And that she should be with the dudes who want to be her boyfriend.
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If love could only by heat be bound
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All is Ready I have bathed in patchouli oil and my hair gleams, lustrous with brushing. I am wearing my gold ankle bracelets with the ruby charms that my love gave me when we had been married one year. My robe is fuschia silk and under it I wear…
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The Black Thing spread over the room, eating away his mother's face as well as the doctors and nurses who dashed in a frenzy around him until they too were swallowed in the black singing cloud.
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On Soapography, two actresses are discussing
everyone’s personal heaven, and in another room
you can hear a woman who is your dead mother
combing her hair in a doctor’s smock in a dream,
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158700
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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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The real problem with being face blind isn't that you can't recognize faces. It's that people expect you to be able to.
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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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And she tried to laugh, to justify her half evasion, to dismiss the memory of their vitriolic breakfast conversation.
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Five o’clock, and Madame choosing her evening legs. Elizabeth assisting. Elizabeth will continue to assist until midnight, despite the chaos, at which point the authorities will tell her such assistance is no longer necessary.
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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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