1766 9 9
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At this stage of the game you don't even matter enough to have an asshole.
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1766148
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...painted by my mother with meticulous attention...
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176656
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facts of matters are not as they seem,/hour by hour crafty comments creep in,/another hour and "the good" is a horror:/ our human blindness is older than our sight.
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176695
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I brimmed with sexual energy and it flowed about me like a buttermilk, silk robe. Rich and thick, musk-laden and fortified with my own particular brand of woman.
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1766105
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"Some Purgatory in order, innit?"
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176621
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“What would you get? What should you give a lady who’s one hundred for her birthday?”
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17661510
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when the mirror cracks
my eyes won't cry
it's a perfectly
respectable (romance)
between her and i
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1766155
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I thought, what are we talking about? Botox?
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176600
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Sir Reginald Lionel Windsworth described the match in Englishmen's Lahore Gazette as, "A plethora of mistakes and complete absence of human sense."
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176685
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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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176600
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And the ocean was black and green and blue—as your dress that clung to your body’s curve. Round as the bend of the water trailing the false line of the shore.
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176500
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[CAUTION: THIS CAN CONTAINS THE CAFFEINE EQUIVALENT OF THREE CUPS OF COFFEE. PEOPLE WHO ARE ELDERLY, PREGNANT, OR SENSITIVE TO CAFFEINE SHOULD NOT CONSUME THIS BEVERAGE!]
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176550
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the moon is the pupil of the cave’s eye
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176592
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What is the meaning of you?
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17651812
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However did we make it this far/
without murdering one another
as the other sleeps
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1765106
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They couldn’t have done it better if they’d waved guns around in the air.
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176577
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can they approve, our/gods in our wallets? only/when we tell them to.
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176599
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Our Irish tradition is rich in Yeats, drenched in Bushmills.
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176520
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The more indifferent he had become towards life, the more she had become towards him.
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176552
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The last time I saw Jackson, I didn’t write down the set list. This time I didn’t write down the set list, either.
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176586
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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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176520
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Joseph K. ran a publishing house in the shadow of the Castle.
Perhaps “publishing house” is too grand a title. Joseph K. kept a battery of six or seven (depending on repairs) manual typewriters, a crate of carbon paper, and a large stapling machine
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176501
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Be it a moment of zen, an epiphany, a vision, or even an ill-tempered chinese food inflicted dream, I've seen what's been shrouded carefully behind you… ahead of me.
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176585
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When the medicine started to interrupt her sleep, she made elaborate breakfasts – sweet potato pancakes, crepes with homemade cream cheese filling, omelets with spinach and brie, hand-rolled croissants stuffed with bittersweet chocolate. It was in those e
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176500
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It was where the “Suits” worked. I didn’t want to go there, I didn’t want to be there, but in those days one did what one was supposed to do.
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176531
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Let us be stranded in the Andes and have to eat human flesh or at least toothpaste to survive! Let there be an earthquake! Let there be a flood! Let there be a tornado, a new ice age, an invasion from Mars. Only: let me survive.
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176597
|
You could hear her coming from a long way off
as she kept trying to catch her breath,
like she was getting the fun rattled out of her bones.
But it was laughter, laughter that kept on
filling up her belly from the inside,
and she was having tr
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176564
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But I had learned from ingesting Roberto’s glitter-eyed fear, it could make you never close enough, and then, never far enough away. And both at the same time.
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1764147
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Bones consolidate with age. The fleshy/
bits of body follow by wrinkling and/
spreading outward, appearing to expand.
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176411
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I was enchanted with the suppleness and intensity of her movement and slowly edged to hide myself askew from the jam as not to disturb her.
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