1716 24 8
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On finding out that gonads are part of the female anatomy as well.
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17151614
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Dinner conversation reminds me of the chatter of birds. Happy talk. Nothing real.
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171573
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-for Franz, the least understood comedian of all We all knew that Marissa's college boyfriend was ugly — there was the way she answered our mother's pestering "Is he cute?" with a stalling "Um, well..." and then there was the fact that she hadn't posted any photos…
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171522
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I began to feed him. All the things I could think of - horror movies, cheese, salt, pickles, chilli. Vitamin B6 tablets washed down with warm milk. Anything I could do to grow little nightmares for my new pet.
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171564
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The bartender keeps asking what you smell and you say: lemons, oak, and pear. I smell lust. We move to the reds. Pinot Noir. Cabernet Sauvignon. Port.
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171532
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"Pull around," Rachel says. "Pull around him, dammit."
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171530
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The others fell silent and cast glances back and forth to each other.
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8) An exercise online calls for the first sentence on page 45 of the book nearest you as a suggested description of your love life. The book 9) nearest me still is _The Quarterly_, 1, spring 1987, that I have on my desk in preparing to write an essay.
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171565
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Those who love aluminum bellies and landing gear and ailerons... that ilk... settled at the western edge of of LAX 24R 6L and called the encampment Flight Path.
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171520
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The more indifferent he had become towards life, the more she had become towards him.
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171500
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The words(worlds) have become abstracted through contempt?
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Brody was standing against the wall with one hand in his hip pocket, as if he was holding a gun. The motel was set in the undergrowth of several weedy small towns, but a flashing neon sign made it impossible to miss from the road. We used it as a safe hou
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171498
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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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171421
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The other night while we stood in the kitchen locked in each other's stone silence, he finally said, “You're waiting for something to get you to the other side of grief. But there's no such thing.”
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171440
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I’m not the creative type like my friend Bosely, an Irish Setter. I’m a traditionalist. I like to eat exactly at 8:30 a.m. and 6 p.m. I take my bone with me everywhere I go. I will not carry the poop-bag.
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1714114
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I have an appointment set for the day after next; you said you thought you might be firing blanks and then I feel a kick into my chest—two kicks, three, seven at least—my cat is going crazy at the stinky tom outside the window and the birds are waking, sc
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171432
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I’ll tell you what’s wrong
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171481
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As I watched her sleep, I saw gentle frost and sun on crystal.
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171486
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I haven’t read many of them, these poets
that they speak of – Whitman and his Leaves
Of Grass, Mary Oliver and her wild life
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17141310
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There was something about his eyes that seemed more sly than happy. He looked like a teamster winking at a mayor who’d just paid him off to keep trucks rolling through Scranton.
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17141717
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I was out of my element. I was on property that wasn't mine. In a woods with mansions tucked away among the trees.
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1714138
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All the years since, until this morning, I'd thought the actor was James Gregory.
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17142111
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In a time of drought,/
the sound of rain is sweet/
and joyful music.
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171400
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Do not listen to Christmas music out of season. Unless of course you want to ruin Christmas music. Forever.
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171494
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Oh, what jealousy does to us! What love does to the living!
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171322
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The old man had always known things, was feared and revered up and down the valley for knowing things. I’d heard the stories since the day I was born.
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However did we make it this far/
without murdering one another
as the other sleeps
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Burren-grey, the sky through sky lights
is cigarette ash smashed across July.
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