1507 2 0
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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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1507 0 0
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"You've fallen out of love with me, is that it? That you'll leave me for another girl, who has bigger boobs and fucks you better than I do."
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1507 14 8
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...painted by my mother with meticulous attention...
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Vegas is turning out to be my kind of town. Easy money, free booze, and everyone is too overstimulated to realize I’m broadcasting right into their noggins.
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1507 5 1
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Some things are meant to be repeated
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1507 4 4
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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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1507 5 1
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And suddenly, I have this crazy impulse, so crazy and so puzzling I do not possess enough vocabulary and grammar skills to describe what is invisible and what is visible about it. The reader must excuse me and be attentive.
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1507 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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1507 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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1507 10 4
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Come, bring your sadness
to the precipice of my body,
bury it within me like a tool
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1507 13 9
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We mourn/
in perpetuity and are inured
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1506 9 9
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People usually take fonts for granted.
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1506 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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1506 17 5
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I'm old enough to be her father.
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1506 13 9
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I don’t remember much about kindergarten.... The teacher’s name was Mrs. Halverson. She was nice.
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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 8 8
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Light slunk in from under a door, but just a sliver.
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1506 9 1
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Literary agents, also editors,
But most assuredly not my creditors,
Someday they won’t mean jack to me—
The people who won’t get back to me.
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1506 10 8
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Sunday morning beginning with a bang. Accused, found wanting, sentenced.
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1506 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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1505 2 1
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“They say she lives alone out there.” “What, like out in the woods?” “Not like way back in a cabin or anything, but in a little house out there off the road. I'm not even sure she has a car.” “What, does she…
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I have never seen doubt on the face of a Roman general,' he said, ‘but when you looked at me and said “I know”…that was a certainty I'd never encontered. You have crossed the Acheron twice.'
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1505 8 3
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the sound of ashes/ being poured in the kitchen
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1505 5 4
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Time has wings. They are bright and beautiful, like those of a butterfly. They are delicate wings, and they carry the years away from my decaying mind. I would break those wings if I could, for tomorrow I turn seventy-three, and I grow weary of their ince
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KOSHER PORN is a new collection of funny pick-up lines just for Jews, written by humorist Sarah Rosen, and illustrated with photos by Tom Stokes. It's based on Rosen's popular dating blog, Porn4Jews. And it's hilarious. Rosen started her blog after a year and a…
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1505 17 17
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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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At 7:30 that evening my brother knocked on Parker's front door. When I went to let him in, sweat was running off Darrell's head like he'd been hit by a water balloon. The air was absolutely unmoving, and there was the smell of tar from the asphalt in th
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1505 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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Tears and tears and tears flowed
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