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She drinks a chocolate martini. I fold myself up and slide into her pocket.
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1501118
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"I remember thinking, 'Good.'
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150141
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I'm in our bed eating yesterday's pizza and chain-watching pirated foreign horror films
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Something about shadows and last time and driving.
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150120
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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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150100
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The sound of the crowd’s excitement, their smiles, and laughter started to turn Mayumi’s thoughts about life in the Magi world.
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150151
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"Good, it's Link Wray again,"
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150177
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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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150173
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In every writer's room there is a bogeyman born in the closet, growing with every blot on the virgin sheet, feeding on the pain of writing, of solitude, the failure, the rage, the confusion, the helplessness, the fear, the humiliation. The narrower the…
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1501124
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Xanax, A hand gun, And the courage to pull the trigger
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150196
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Everyone loves a story of love
unrequited.
But what about the stories
of the unrequited lovee?
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150100
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A section of the baseball field that curved inward was filled with clear water. Birds were dipping their feet and the tips of their wings in. The sun set them apart enhancing the ice-sharp oblivion in their eyes. I swore I heard them say "Marry me.
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150064
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Luke was in the gutter, his face in stagnant water littered with cigarette butts, condom wrappers, and green shards of glass from broken beer bottles. A man was kicking him in the face with a boot the size of a U-boat, over and over and over again. Blood
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150063
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“I mean it, Hanna. I don't want you to.” But his leg felt carved away where her head had lain. One stupid thing jostling another for attention. He was afraid that if she touched him again, he'd have her on the ground.
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Shadows from a star
Never too close
Never too far
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150064
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"...innocent butterflies of pollution
trapped and entangled,"
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150055
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I got an email notification that your relationship status had changed to Single...
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150088
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Light slunk in from under a door, but just a sliver.
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150041
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The months leading up to that night were unbearable. It was as if a debt loomed over us begging to be paid. We both knew I would find you dangling at the end of a rope, it was only a matter of when.
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150044
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Tears and tears and tears flowed
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150093
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“You have no idea what your lives will be like if you can get out of the ‘hood. You could be driving Volvos, eating Tuscan cuisine, getting MacArthur ‘genius’ grants!”
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Just like D-Ray White’s tapping still bounces off the mountains if the right person is listening, Hasil’s hoots and howls are trapped in record wax like a blood-drunk mosquito in amber.
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A figure left the building.
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149900
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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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1499177
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a song jolts my memory . . .
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Usually I’m the only guy in a roomful of women. Some of them are foxy, too.
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1. The sparrows' heads revolve slowly when you press the red button, but the boxing glove attachments don't work.2. A weird weaving of voices, unmusical harmony. One phrase punctures the texture: “The empty slot.”3. Poems are processed into more useful verbal…
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