1209 14 8
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...painted by my mother with meticulous attention...
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120954
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The Zone is a garden of skyscrapers. Every building is a model.
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120900
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Sora rubbed her neck as Azure gave her attention. She did not know where to begin, thinking about what to say first.
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1209118
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“The beginning was good. That’s what he likes. The moment when you’re driving in the open air and your hair is flying and your skirt is whipping up around your knees, and he’s smoking, of all things, and happy and looking at you."
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120963
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The poet said, ‘I feel the fell of dark, not day.” but day it always is. Bright! Bright!
the city claims its blue salutes; its stopping in mid-sentence at a name where fingers roam a stone.
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120961
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We walked into the light where tired elephants slung their trunks and big cats moved over hills. My head was swollen, the whole back of my skull throbbing and black.
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120963
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Whenever trees or limbs fell in isolate forests—well, no narrators were ever to be found, not even beneath the larger tree trunks or under the fallen limbs.
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12091910
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Falling//
is something that comes quite naturally/
to puffed up things. Like the soufflé
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120931
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It was cloudy, the way he liked it -- no baking in the sun. People passed occasionally. He sniffed at the joggers, “Health Nuts,” he dubbed them. He hadn’t exercised since his last high school gym class.
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120944
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If Single Stroke Seven were a cocktail, it would be a Bloody Mary made of one part Worcestershire sauce, the other part gas station vodka, and ketchup and hot sauce packets swiped from fast food joints. Chill with ice crystals chiseled off freezer walls,
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120932
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The girls of spring, they’ll stop your heart
When they forsake cosmetic art
They practiced back when skies were grey
and clouds obscured the light of day.
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12091614
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It was oddly quiet, and the air had a strangely urgent quality. The sun came out, and water on the leaves and branches turned oaks and aspens into Christmas trees.
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120863
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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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1208125
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the memories return like they do every year at this time
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120822
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my mouth is open, ready to bite your tiny toes
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120841
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I'm in our bed eating yesterday's pizza and chain-watching pirated foreign horror films
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120833
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I said, “If this rose doesn't grow another petal in twenty minutes, I'm burning down the neighborhood.” “Just let it go,” said Paul. “No,” I said. “That's what's happening right here.” “You'll try again next…
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12081310
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the ugliness will not be denied
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120800
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The moon is now at the corner on pace for the horizon. On top of a tall business building in Downtown Newark stop a woman in a hood cloak.
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120855
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pens loaded with ink/exceeding or equal to/my volume of blood.
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120832
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Each time his eyes closed, he shook off the sleep, whimpered, and opened them wide again. I’d never watched a baby fall asleep before, but I realized at that time that falling asleep could be a scary thing. The world gets fuzzy and starts slipping awa
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120860
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Tonight, Bukowski and I drink together.
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120895
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My body feels chilly but it's not from the outside temps. It seems to me it's the opposite of a fever.
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1208910
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it's time for the cold, antiseptic
cloth to briskly remove the evidence.
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1208139
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Stalks were scythed to submission one stroke at a time
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120811
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When we started plans for the party, none of us wanted Larry to die, most of all Larry himself.
Actually, when we first started plans for the party, Larry wasn’t dying.
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120800
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Their faces covered in shadow, smiles so relaxing, a tall woman approached her, gently rubbing her face. Her lips moved with no sound, but Sora subconsciously understood what she said.
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120864
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I blame the fucking mosquito net.
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