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I was seeking nothing more than this: to have my suit altered.
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How freeing to writhe under someone with more muscles than fat, who could keep it up longer than minute, who afterwards stroked my hair and if he noticed the fine silver strands by my ears didn’t mention them. I forget his name...
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297074
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In his dream, he was choking on an ice cube. He didn’t know what would happen first — if it would melt or he would die.
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297084
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At least, I think it was him. It sure looked like him.
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The promise of free food and drink was too much to pass up since I hadn't played a gig in months and was living on peanut butter and celery. When Kelly called I was too hungry and thirsty for drink to turn him down.
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Snoopy flies in today. His goggles scratched, one ear torn and bleeding, but his eyes aglow.
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Shit, Marcie, I thought you were taking something. I mean you did say you were on the pill. I don’t want no screaming brat. Get rid of it.
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2967113
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Can I really be blamed? Look at the circumstantial evidence: you wore that skirt, which can hardly be called a skirt. More like a very wide plaid belt.
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2966179
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So where was I? On the curb, the stingy, gritty curb of existence, hard on the ass, as usual on the rim of it all, the ledge of success, well to tell the truth far from the ledge but about to fall off, floating on the circumference of meaning, riding a c
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I unzip him out of skin. Find what is dark and black inside. Mistake jutting spine for zipper grooves.
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29642015
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In the air a shining heart, wet lungs releasing and releasing, your sweet milk head, your pulsating skin. Only an inch separates us. A shimmer of hot air trembles like boiling water above the highway. There are seeds floating in the sky. These things will become other…
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296140
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it seemed odd
from even the
first few seconds.
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296120
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That was the night that everything began to happen. It must have been past 3:00 a.m. when Darrell came down from the attic right into our bedroom. I lay nearly paralyzed with guilt beside my wife, trying to get to sleep. Elizabeth had staggered to bed
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He imagined them raining down on her and then, like little radio towers, transmitting the sensation of her skin and warmth to him. He could feel her from the other side of the plastic. She could stay there, and he would feed her Chicken and Stars.
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If the sky is charcoal, it's laundry day. If it's cornflower blue, it's football in the empty square behind the school. If it's white like duck feathers, Hinckle Finckle will visit. If it's burnished gold, it's oscar wieners for dinner (we love oscar…
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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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I walk by the hotel where Esenin hanged himself.
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The tubing unwound in her hands, unreeling like a garden hose... it wasn't always that easy...
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She first asked him to marry her when she was five, when 'marry me' meant 'I like you more than anybody else' and she loved everybody around her who was nice to her. And he was so very nice to her. …
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294931
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She is laughing, watching me spit out a mouthful of seaweed. It's a soft kind of laugh: small gasps between small sounds of her eyes closed, curling with the corners of her mouth. Her left eye curls a little less, closes a little more than it did when she laughed a year…
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Jackson ran his sweaty hands over his vintage cowboy shirt hoping testosterone would iron it.
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We do not say the phrases that would smooth things over.
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2947236
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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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1. It uncurls in your hand like an autumn leaf but fails to recall your happiness. 2. A triangle is the sum of its angles a priori. 3. Leaning on the lens of psychotropics leaves you with restless legs and akithisia. 4. Body…
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She walks alone in black high heels
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293600
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This morning Katie and Jimmy are learning about the potters field—the one where Judas Iscariot was buried—from their grandma.
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293645
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& where, I wonder, is the poet’s planet,
What kind of king, or queen rules it?
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Each death a sonnet, every grief / fourteen lines.
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He pounds the roof of the Pontiac with the side of his fist and it rumbles like a timpani. He raises his head to light and wipes the sweat from his forehead. There's no sense in fighting it. He will go back and knock on Peter's door.
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The wind comes up relentless
in the afternoon
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