1519 3 2
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Not a fuss, not a stink,
The eulogy, deep, will make one think,
Grandmother, sat in back, will wink
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151991
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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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151944
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I considered kissing Christian. It wouldn’t be terrible. I mean, it might be terrible, but it wouldn’t be awful. His teeth were a little crooked but he didn’t smell or anything.
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1519126
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a little bitter for the better
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1519156
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As the other mammals go extinct,/
we can’t presume we are immune//
because of big brains and a history/
of belief in the control of nature.
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151988
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“I won't live here,” Beth said, waving her hand to indicate the small Southern town in which they were having dinner—the most delicious fried chicken either of them had ever tasted—in a restaurant located in an antebellum mansion. She looked…
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151822
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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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15181614
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Dinner conversation reminds me of the chatter of birds. Happy talk. Nothing real.
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151800
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I met Barry Hannah once in my life. I’d come to Oxford, MS, to meet an entirely different writer whom I thought then and think now very highly of. I’d also come to escape from another slew of regrets. Oxford is a great city to run away to.
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151844
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I call him a Staffordshire terrier. You call him a pit bull. Some people say he's lovable. Other people say he'll bite your face off without thinking too hard.
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1518148
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Little tech puppies, well compensated for code/
that outsourced laborers will realize in supercheap,/
superchipped gewgaws, sip artisan beers
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1518119
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Whenever you act as if you're one of themit makes perfectly sad sense tome; you are one of them; we're supposed to believe there areno shadows in that particular choice? When you areone of them, they say youfall asleep with a peaceful droopinglip to your smile. When…
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151811
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Un consejo esconde un futuro desastre. Es como si Mar le dijese a Desierto "amigo...impresionante. Dejate elevar por la atracción de Luna y verás". Y Desierto le replicase "está bien, y tú Mar, deja que Viento lleve tus olas hasta el nacimiento de los ríos, es brutal". …
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1518149
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Shred the roses he posted, fling the petals like slideshows of storms.
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1518109
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Abominables do roam the earth; I know it.
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151898
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I could trust that most nights I would drop off to sleep at around midnight and shortly thereafter dream an “us dream”, a how we were dream, a sensing of our bodies undulating, then moving faster, moving with the waves of a special music only we could hear, with…
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1518117
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No bustling inside
No extruded amber
Wings onyx straight jackets
A low hum of displeasure.
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151865
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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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15171511
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1517175
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I'm old enough to be her father.
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1517105
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He was instantly on her, pulling at her nightgown
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1517106
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They couldn’t have done it better if they’d waved guns around in the air.
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151765
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So few dreams are the doors they seem.
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1517139
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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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151733
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By February, I had decided,
That you'd tear out my throat every morning
if it meant your favorite song would play from my neck.
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1517108
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Sunday morning beginning with a bang. Accused, found wanting, sentenced.
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1517104
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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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151600
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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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151676
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The pristine Hudson's/waters dance in the dark of/the East River's rinse.
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151641
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I'm in our bed eating yesterday's pizza and chain-watching pirated foreign horror films
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