1689 7 0
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[TURN-ONS: willingness. TURN-OFFS: rejection.]
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1689 13 9
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We mourn/
in perpetuity and are inured
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1688 8 7
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1688 10 6
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If you're a Boomer, your brain is teaming with decades-old Pop tunes that you just can't forget. The real reason you can never remember where you put your keys? Too many of your brain cells are clinging to every last lyric to “Fire and Rain,” “Free…
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1688 7 4
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-- All the guys who hit on me are Virgos. -- Like Gary? -- Like Gary. -- How could Gary be a Virgo? Look what he did with his hydrangeas.
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1688 23 12
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We know them just enough/
to recognize them when we find them.
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1688 4 0
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Holy shit, man, look at that!” Mike's pimply face melts into drooling bliss. His dad had stopped in this whacko town on the way to our campsite, muttered something about angry lesbians, and disappeared. Rick and I follow Mike's dumbstruck gaze to a shop…
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1688 16 13
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He'd hung above her head for months.
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1688 3 3
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Her body: normal as a body, a baby’s body: skin and eyes.
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1688 8 6
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Our afterlife depends upon//
what interesting shape
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1687 3 2
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... and the train pulls up and my shadow from yesterday steps off, and I'm standing on one leg balancing just like the weather between winter and spring, I hear a siren and my heart races, I'm about to step aboard when I hear footsteps behind me and two hands cover my eyes…
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1687 4 4
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A tough enough signal to read under the best of meteoric circumstances, this is one maybe I'll keep on thinking about. I might be able to make something everlasting out of this crazy shamble for love after all. I no longer…
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1687 7 4
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God damn you women get me all /
twisted up thinking oohrahrah and lala
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1687 0 0
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That was the summer that Christine Nelson owned me.
It felt like catching the flu. I had it bad. I was about to turn seven, and it was my first time, and it was bad. A love like that, I don’t know, it’s not a love supreme. It wasn’t completely cru
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Why flash?because the moments, the moments, they pass in flashes of brilliancethat shudder, death glow alightand nothing makes sense beyond nowand nothing will help me but meand I am not even enoughnot my thoughts or your nod of assentor even the deep sigh of…
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1687 4 1
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The strawberries remind me of you,Fat and fleshy,Pimple-dimpled.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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In her blanched beauty, seated in a silver deck chair, with complacent socialist ways
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I don’t want to debate polemics while I’m sweaty and naked. I just want my hair cut.
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1687 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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1687 0 0
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"So, what do you do for fun around here? I mean, other than each other?" Carlo's smirk broke into full-fledged laughter; Yuri feigned shock. Iris leaned forward and breathed into Bronte's ear: "We misbehave."
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1687 0 0
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For you –
because you deserve more effort
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1687 9 6
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He brought me kisses from New York.
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1687 15 13
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I asked the hospice nurse about maggots.
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1686 0 0
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Alysia raised the staff over the huddle and together everyone created a barrier. The wind blew past them and the grey mist surrounded them.
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1686 19 11
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Girl with glasses and
skinny fingers
playing with wires
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1686 1 0
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Albert Einstein was probably the genius of our age. Joe Biden is a close second, yet Einstein not only had better hair but a keener knack to think of things that no one else could, or would, or would ever want to, since if they did, their brain would shockingly combust in a…
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1686 4 3
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I can hear the echoes clearly. They are distinct and crisp, almost as though they're all on exact trajectories to me from their final bounce, without any interference. Each sound, while unintelligible, seems to fit perfectly and expectantly into my ears
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1686 20 11
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The nearsighted world/
puts on its lenses
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1686 0 0
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I had enough judgment, anger and vengefulness from the people around me in the steel town of Pueblo, Colorado, where I was growing up. I didn’t need more from my God.
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