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One dinner party, two couples, three bottles of wine.
A moonbeam shone on the balcony. They felt a slight shifting under their chairs and heard a quiet scraping sound, then the apartment slid out from the building and lifted away.
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He started plucking at my back like it was a banjo. Lucky for me, he was no Earl Scruggs. My virtue was safe with my Earl. We would have been there until the Second Coming, my bra still safely fastened, if I'd have stuck around.
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A bride, dressed in white gown and flowing veil, totters in high heels down the uneven pavement past Simone’s Café. She holds a bouquet of red and orange chrysanthemums. Three men, wearing black tuxes, accompany her; one of them holds up the hem of her dr
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INGREDIENTS
--A messy divorce.
--A late spring night in Boston.
DIRECTIONS
1. First, let's agree to call them "Pahkah House Rolls," for the Pahkah House is a luxury Boston hotel. (We'll be returning to New York on the morning train.)
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She got the day wrong. It was one of her usual mistakes, getting the day wrong. A Wednes for a Tues. Or a 5th for a 6th. Sometimes it took her until afternoon to realize it. Which probably meant that it didn’t make much of a difference anyway.
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Are you there? It’s been so long since I had someone to talk to. Besides Oscar and Wilde, I mean. I feed them crumbs of bread. They’re my pet rats, my only friends. Besides you, of course. How kind of you to remember me! How shall I begin?
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...her touch held such wisdom that it put babies to sleep...
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The following day, I was so nervous that I decided to have a drink to keep a lid on my nerves. It wasn't even noon yet. They say that's when you know it's getting bad, and that drinking has become a problem. But I hadn't gone out with anyone in over fi
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Let me tell you a story, child, of how your father became your father...
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As I sat down finally, finally to write,
some brooding heretical hour of the night, with my ballpoint in hand, poised to blot page, Time gathered momentum, although I did not age...
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it seemed odd
from even the
first few seconds.
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In the present moment, she is there for you. Faithful.
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He walks down the path
Carrying the rice basket
Red foxes lead on
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All that loves green produces green.
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I have bathed in patchouli oil and my heavy hair is lustrous from brushing. I am wearing my gold ankle bracelets with the ruby charms that my love gave me when we had been married one year. My robe is fuchsia silk and under it I wear black satin…
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When you live in New Orleans, the only time you ever get to see cows is at the Winn-Dixie 24 Hour Super Store, in the back between the dairy and the seafood.
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They lie down in the prairie grass and clutch each other, imagine dying under fat clouds.
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And when at night you stare
at dark walls and one pair of lips
comes closer, whispering in perfect German
Ich bin deine Mutter -
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I passed out one night while I was standing at the sink brushing my teeth.
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He was not supposed to leave handcuffs or a butt plug laying around.
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...He steps back from the abyss,
inner eye envisioning the ink sip of a fountain pen,
the hard, hot brain frenzy that sends phrases marching
toward another bridge between oblivion and art.
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She listens to the rhythm of the tide, each surge and surrender like the death of an old life and the resurrection of something new.
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Should I have shooed the cats from my bed? Shaken awake the silky tangle of feline true love curled at my feet? Shut their bedroom door against them? Perhaps, maybe, I don’t know.
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...where I grew up the only celebrity one could count on seeing was Santa Claus...
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The monarchs that migrate to Mexico and California in the autumn every year live for only a month.
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‘Do you know that tables aren’t actually solid’ he said suddenly. ‘I mean there’s loads of space in the molecules that make up wood or whatever. The only reason we can’t push through them is because of the force.’
Nearby the Android called up his light
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