1549 7 7
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He laughs and runs just like the other boys even though he doesn’t have a father now, just his mom.
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In every writer's room there is a bogeyman born in the closet, growing with every blot on the virgin sheet, feeding on the pain of writing, of solitude, the failure, the rage, the confusion, the helplessness, the fear, the humiliation. The narrower the…
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Odd bookends
stuck in familiar territory,
we have become lethargic
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Ann had the vague idea that they would get it all worked out, and somehow, by tonight, she’d be in Robert’s arms again, and he’d be the old Robert, the man she’d known 15 years ago. She had no way of knowing, of course, that a Robert was going to
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Liszt, Piano Sonata in B minor. I don't like it but I can't stop listening. It doesn't fit my mood, or the high plains landscape, or the early evening, pink and blue, pastel colored sky.
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154841
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"Now, here daddy was on the back porch at night talking with some man about leaving."
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154822
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She knew there were a few rodeos in south Texas scheduled in the next two weeks. Mostly small-time stuff, but riders who hadn't had much luck might be inclined to improve their scores for the pro circuit. She guessed Lorenzo wasn't having much luck.
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1548113
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Now it was black line, wall, turn, and black line.
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15481611
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What a beautiful Thing / Urine is
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154822
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Once, I asked my father why Rex turned around three times before settling down for a nap. He told me it was because one good turn deserves another, then he laughed.
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154833
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He didn't want to read his father's statement. Yet still he lingered, poised over the kitchen table, where his father had left it.
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154865
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The woman finished packing her things as the man walked in. They looked at one another for a long moment. …
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1548128
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He said his wife levitated.
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154887
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154800
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That Orndoff! I'd like to shove that pipe of his up his arse.
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154888
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Light slunk in from under a door, but just a sliver.
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15481811
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"We gotta get out of here", you said
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154844
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It was like watching one of those vintage eighteen-frames-per-second films of someone trying to open a stuck umbrella.
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She was sick and tired of marriage. She didn't want to be a mother, but now she was.
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154888
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that doesn't need any words to arrive fully formed, or too many words to be believed in at all I should say, a little something we can simply send back and forth across your time and my space without having to talk at length about it, but being a …
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Warning: contains sexually suggestive comments.
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1548128
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...ghosts still resentful, ghosts far from home...
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The heart of those stars is a dab of yellow light.
The darkness of the blue night appears so deep
because the downward strokes of the actual sky
are interspersed with a violet that’s almost black,
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It's 100 degrees in your tower/and that braid you're so proud of/is one hot ladder to nowhere.
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Jasmine as skeined skins… of liquid hers, by willow courts, the lychee's water wains: as apple-moats flush fawn in russet light, through cherry floats, the leopard-dots of dawn. Branch to branchlet green …
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My skin tells a story of pain and labor. It’s better than a tattoo and cheaper.
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154776
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They broke both of Jimmy's shins. / Gambling debt just like in the movies
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Writer Marion Winik has ridiculously bad taste in men. She's an intelligent woman and a terrific writer, a good mom with a good heart, and ALL of her romantic relationships are train wrecks.Winik recounts her quest for love at age 50 in her new book, “Highs In The Low…
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Betty, batty from hormones, in a fanciful fit, named her daughter Lavender. Husband Don winced. Brothers Donald, John, Billy, and Tom were puzzled and pleased by this sister, this girl, who was a little bit like them, yet not like them at all. …
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