1545 6 7
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I start with a morsel of truth, then hide it with lies...
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154570
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I am a scavenger. I sit on the telephone wire, a ravenous vulture watching a man and a woman arguing across the street. The clouds remind me of ashy marshmallows I found in a fire pit yesterday. The woman starts violently shoving the man; he stumbles…
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154484
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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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154496
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Hey, how are you? she squeaked.
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154400
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Sofia looked around and found herself at a boulevard. She could see the town exit ahead of her. The bike still lied on the ground.
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154442
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Take shelter from the rain inside the Museum of Sex.
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154484
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Under no circumstances can you say "fuck" when you're working in a public library.
Especially in the junior room.
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15441613
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There is no hate in his eyes...
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154485
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Those socks? Nope. I'd look like the joker in the commercial, the creep with the pollen issues and the triangular smile. What a genius. It's the part off-screen I can't forget, the part they left on the editing reel. She's crumbling the crackers into her soup, that dry…
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154451
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Though we came to life as to a school/
We leave without graduating
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15441614
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One day we turn a corner, and two fat little doggies spot us and come running up. Oh, they are so glad to see us!
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154453
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The porous bear the anchorite’s vial
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1544153
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154410
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I’m lying on the floor curled up in the foetal position and about six people are stamping on me. [...] It’s really confusing down here, what with all the kicking.
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154466
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We touch the places now, feel the hardness of bone...
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154452
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Snow fell against the windows casting shadows that danced like fireflies or flame—he couldn’t make out which for sure. He’d tumbled and bounced from balcony to balcony, the snow calming with the winds and gently falling, now.
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154421
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He leans against the truck, the sun sinking on the day, shadows inching down the side of the house, yawning towards the horizon.
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1544134
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the urgent, naked glow of opportunity
or
the dim fluorescent nuisance of an object out of reach
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154387
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Some things I reject out right. That is I think I disagree As John put it. You can't play the game. I was never Too good at pretending. It's not that I can walk on water, It's that I don't mind getting my clothes wet to get away From all the…
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154363
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The camera moves slowly around the interior of a building inhabited by books.
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154398
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When the sun was above the treeline, and the hunter returned to the cabin, they were ready for him.
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154331
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154311
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Hours. Hours, bygone. He said, “Come to me all liquored up and you know what’s gonna happen.” Sure. It was every bit true, what he said, six months bygone, chewing off cuticle scabs somewhere out west.
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154310
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"I always disliked such display of religious fervor. I dislike religious fervor. Period."
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1543148
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In the gutter, the paper signs turned back to pulp.
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154300
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“Wait, so you’re Burt Lancaster? You’re not tall enough to be Burt Lancaster.” I popped a hand over my mouth. Wine as truth serum would do me no favors.
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15431712
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love weaves a perforated web
between the spikes
of longing
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154310
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Lise started making up words when she lost her voice.
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154321
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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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154342
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I feel about the universe/
as Abrahamics are supposed/
to feel about their Yahweh, /their God,
and their Allah:/ I am in fear,
I am in awe, /I am in love.
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