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Rerunning, now it's published.
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The decision to wage war on terrorism gave to terrorism its political legitimation.
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“Just curious,” Sean says, “but what’s up with the old Pinto out front?”
She looks at him. “It’s my boyfriend’s.” Her green eyes are flat: What business of yours?
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328696
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He asked what I used for birth control and I told him, “prayer”. He smiled the kind of smile you smile at young girls who don’t know any better.
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328652
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Scratching must be like what crack is.
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328200
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In which Clint is sucked into a remarkably civilised but mildly deranged crime scene. There he encounters almost-blackmail, not-actually prostitution, probable-sex scandals, genuine-imposters & the very real theft of something incredibly important. Twice.
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He was not supposed to leave handcuffs or a butt plug laying around.
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This poem begins my poetry collection. It is about the pain and suffering I experienced when I had an attack of two pulmonary embolisms, one in the right lung, one in the left. This nearly killed me. I lived with the pain in my lungs whenever I took a bre
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Let’s face it, there are simply too many things too know these days.
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One of my father’s friends never had a name so everyone called him Dickey Dew because he said that’s what everyone called him after he got his balls shot off in Vietnam. I used to sit on his lap while they played five card draw and he would pretend no
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I arranged all my books before you came, /
so that it appears I read some more than others.
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She says, “Put it there now.”
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“Should I go over?” Ma asked, wishing she could freshen her lipstick while finger-combing her frosted hair.
“Sarah, fagodsake, let the man eat in peace. No one wants to have his picture made with food in their mouth,” said Pa.
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Dear Vagina,You are my oldest and dearest friend. We have been through so much together, haven't we? I remember the first day I really got to know you. It was about eighteen years ago. I thought I was dying, but it turns out I wasn't. …
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"Look," he said. "Look at the knife. See how I hold it?"
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After the affair was over, she told her husband she’d been smoking. Obviously he didn’t know, but he knew. One can never hide the fact that one has been smoking.
He said he could smell it on her.
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BLIND-SIDED 1 The humid night air clung to Julio's skin as he and Marco stepped off the bus near campus, laughter trailing behind them like the smell of esquites from the street vendor across the road. The political rally had been noisy and full of energy - and…
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Is it better to have a boy or a girl? That's not a rhetorical question. I'm really asking. When I was four, I used to wedge myself in between the wall and refrigerator and yell out, “Help! I'm stuck!” It was my mom's least favorite game. Meanwhile, half a
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The gun sits quietly in the woman's handbag.
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As I sat down finally, finally to write,
some brooding heretical hour of the night, with my ballpoint in hand, poised to blot page, Time gathered momentum, although I did not age...
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I have bathed in patchouli oil and my heavy hair is lustrous from 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 fuchsia silk and under it I wear black satin…
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I will die in Paris on a rainy day.
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325431
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It amazes me that with everything this woman has to be depressed about, what really gets her down is an inadequate lounge chair.
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It is a day of swallows and grasshoppers, of white clouds and suntanned arms. In the yellow field wheat ears burn, lit by fantasies. One of wheat, one of rye. Summer love, holiday love is in the air. Under the thickness of the harvest, their roots search, call each other.…
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if you whisper your truths, they'll disappear
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1. Main character:
Promiscuous girlfriend.
2. Main character's goal:
Wants to have a lot of sex.
3. Obstacle:
Has boyfriend.
4. Character's idea of a solution to the goal:
Cheats on boyfriend.
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She was a dead bird the morning I found her, wings clipped in dirt and blood vanished into tiny braille maps on concrete.
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In the kitchen they discovered the instruments. A flute under the sink tucked behind a rusted silver pipe. An oboe on the floor in the pantry. And a violin across the ice tray in the freezer, now dark.
"Not ice," sister said, holding it up by the neck.
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My round belly is deflating. I disappear a little more by the day. It's been weeks. Soon, I may not even be here.
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...what will happen to me buying drugs on the street, at night...?
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