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It is true that the college dogs spread vermin, reeked and shat on the soccer field...
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I picked out a book to read on the airplane. The title was The Function of the Orgasm by Wilhelm Reich.
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Pholcidae...Daddy Long-Legs
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17172012
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Our ironies don’t make us happy
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As spilled on a sandy Corona del Mar beach/both in moonlight and starlight so lovely/and strangely sad as if receding still
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We lie sleepless at night, enraged,/
and finger the keyboard
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There’s an unending parade of drifters, outlaws and crazies and I always have to watch my back, but, then again, that’s nothing new.
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Scott was sure his father was reassured by the sticky stains in his Penthouse; Dad found them when Scott was thirteen. Dad had just one issue of that venerable porno, which Scott defiled with his joy. It was not the Penthouse models…
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“You should've let him drown,” she once told me. Doesn't she see that I did? I'll let her drown, too.
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He was just walking along, making sure that no white, Hispanic, Native American or Asian people were doing anything illegal when he noticed the young black man walking down the street.
He hadn't meant to.
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171645
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. . . a visitor from the preceding century would have been aghast to the point of vomiting to behold the regard with which pandas were now held almost universally.
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She’s changed leaves to emeralds. Worn a shawl of inked birds’ wings.
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When I got to Pete's house he was sitting on the curb smoking a cigarette, bruised and dirty, with a smoking pile of rubble behind him where his house used to be. I hadn't heard yet, but his ol' girl left him and blew up the house when she left.
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"On the podium at Pride, he owned that he'd loved taking his children to playgroup as he got to ogle all the breast-feeding mothers. "
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Call it a spell or a prayer or a ritual; it worked.
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She wakes up with rosemary.
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Sometimes one person's shelter is another person's storm.
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The trees would answer with a creak and a crackle.
Fall was near, a rotten apple.
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Tunnel hobos, all hootched up high, think a sign's all about super powers, mind reading, clairvoyance, dig?
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You will never know how much it hurts
When someone else touches your face.
But I also know how much you count on others
To pull the slivers out of your heart.
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171520
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No matter how you do it, forgetting something doesn’t mean as much once you’ve forgotten.
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. . . it's all we ever want -- the holding.
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Even in the fading light, it looked big enough to disembowel a man.
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And she tried to laugh, to justify her half evasion, to dismiss the memory of their vitriolic breakfast conversation.
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Ahead, she heard voices. She approached very slowly, as quiet as possible. She knelt behind a pair of shrubs and peeked through a small opening.
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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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How does a mixed couple come together in the Troubles?
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...was discovered today hanging from a shower outlet in his bathroom...
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I was at Mike's place when the call came. My brother sounded so accusing that I wanted to punch him in the face. But he was way upstate. "Dad died today," he said, as if I could have somehow known or prevented it. It was sudden. A heart attack. He was…
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Something about shadows and last time and driving.
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