1507 5 4
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It’s like drawing with Cesium
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1507 6 1
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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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1507 6 5
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It was the sodabottle glasses that scared Entro the most. Stubbled with scratches, taped with residual angst and piercing his soul with contempt he’d seen only on the National Geographic Focus Antarctica series - as Seals readied to mangle for Alpha bragg
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1506 16 9
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How a breeze feels evaporating sweat on neck and forearms.
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1506 8 2
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13 rooks on a lifeless tree
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1506 9 4
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don't look at me honey, I fell on the table,
my hair is on fire, my heart is unstable
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1506 8 7
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tumbling for you from afar as close-up. They will rewrite your dancing form like a proper magical spell on all their maddest days, using the branches of cherished trees dipped into the trapped wells of certain hosts of …
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1506 3 1
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Rumor was their only mission was to smash all the glass in the world. They sneezed and smashed and laughed like hell.
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1506 3 3
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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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1506 9 7
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It's about dinner time. My neighborhood is in Sa-bur-bia. Driving my gold 2007 Malibu i pass Chick. She notices me and stares standing in front of her house. We were friends about ten years ago. Chick is still divorced. Tall skinny legs. Educated blu-ish eyes. Wet…
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1506 10 10
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My lipline's retreated since Tuesday. I'll toss those Hazel Bishop reds, (lipstick on shriveled lips rattles men, scares little children) skip Woolworth's cosmetics counter, save backaching, ankleswelling pondering of powders, rouges, …
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1506 7 6
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I ain’t your kissing cousin
That’s pretty plain to see
Baby, keep your pretty lips
Far away from me
I ain’t your kissing cousin
That’s pretty plain to see
You’re really very pretty
Come kiss me and we’ll see
We don’t live in a barnyard
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1506 5 4
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A Texas man was recently arrested for failing to return a GED study guide to his local public library. He'd kept it out for three years. This is the kind of news story that brings joy to a librarian's heart.The library where I work just installed a…
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1506 5 5
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The first time Momma shows me a demon is during revival week at church.
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1506 13 10
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1505 7 6
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It’s an almost mystical experience, walking in the warm, radioactive rain. It’s a rare moment of peace, a gathering of breath before the next storm, before the next wave of panic, before those frozen in shock come to themselves and rush through the stree
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1505 7 6
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The pristine Hudson's/waters dance in the dark of/the East River's rinse.
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1505 3 2
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The frog was splayed after its operation in the science lab, but not forsaken. He knew that his wife still loved him, even though he was in an advanced state of dissection. “Oooooo, Mdntf, let's hide under the table and touch tongues,”
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1505 7 4
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He calls it an owl glass: he’s allowed: he’s six.
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1505 8 6
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Your laugh used to startle the nurses.
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1505 9 2
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Public Wi-Fi ”hotspots” allow men and women to ogle each other discreetly while pretending to write the Great American Novel.
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1505 11 7
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No bustling inside
No extruded amber
Wings onyx straight jackets
A low hum of displeasure.
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1504 11 5
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If I felt like reading a book
then I would read a book
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1504 1 1
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Somewhere, a mathematician is going mad in a box that decreases in size at the same speed it takes the mathematician to find a way to get out. At least he’ll die with an epiphany, which is more than we can say for you.
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The bearded old man, raised his weary body from the bedroll he had slept on last night and slowly stood up. Bones creaked as he worked the stiffness out of his joints, the pain and memory of endless days and nights riding the…
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1504 14 8
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...painted by my mother with meticulous attention...
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1504 2 2
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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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1504 5 1
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Some things are meant to be repeated
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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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1504 5 1
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I'd have gone even if I got F's for the entire two weeks. The homeless would have homes, the sick, medicine; the hungry would eat. They could not wait for the generosity of Kurban Bayramı. Now was the hour of relief. The children's eyes. Lambs whose bl
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