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I dream of benzene rings/
and polymer shrouds
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138522
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Next to you, the mother tightens her grip on her stroller. The young teenager tears her gaze from her mobile phone for an instant.
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138586
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Your laugh used to startle the nurses.
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138520
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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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138531
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"She saw they were absorbed in making faces at each other with a smartphone app that enlarged a mouth."
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138543
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He sits, a large man with a walrus mustache, pondering a gold telegraph key.
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138554
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Aubrey pulled close the wool cloak that used to belong to a pilgrim and wondered if some of that saintliness and pardon might rub off. The mail was late and the bushes damp, but at least years of living in the woods had taught Aubrey to avoid thorns…
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138510
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I lie on the floor of the hut and for some reason I start to think about the Harvest Days carnival and that game where you have to toss a dime in a dish to win a stuffed animal. Next thing you know I’m a little tiny guy in there in that world of plates
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138500
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"I think you're a great candidate for a sentinel node biopsy," said Dr. Kartes.
They sat in the small, dark office. On the sofa, not touching. She still wouldn't take his hand.
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138565
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When I got to Pete's house he was sitting on the curb smoking a cigarette, bruised and dirty, with a smoking pile of rubble behind him where his house used to be. I hadn't heard yet, but his ol' girl left him and blew up the house when she left.
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1385108
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hookers are better educated these days
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1385107
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We keep a ruin of a house, but I suppose it's all right.
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1385115
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I didn't believe in hiding secrets or broken arrows. So I told my new girlfriend, who in earnest, tried shedding pounds like ugly memories, who glued herself to my shag carpet, watching exerise videos--that I didn't sleep alone. I tried to be as sensitive as possible,…
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138542
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It was hard, in the crowded vacation house,
to make love as they would have alone.
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138531
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It was cloudy, the way he liked it -- no baking in the sun. People passed occasionally. He sniffed at the joggers, “Health Nuts,” he dubbed them. He hadn’t exercised since his last high school gym class.
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138572
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I must have been six years old at that time, but the events of…
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138521
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My wife storms into the kitchen with a pink mako shark slung over her shoulder, barking "Dinner!" towards me as I sit on the counter swishing my middle finger through a bowl of sand.
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138432
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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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13841010
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As if to ask if I'm okay, as if to ask aren't we the same two on this wet December morning as ever, as yesterday, a month ago even, she shoots me a look as I stand by the bed, then her sane mild brown eyes…
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138473
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I did do one nice thing for you
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138497
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After lunch I left my office and trickled along like a slow leak, a notch above meandering; gravity had become a lateral force that pulled me forward.
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1384116
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I might wish I was anything
including some dust on the shelf
where maybe I might blow away
unseen like the coming of rust
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138400
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Black tagliatelle with squid and funghi porcini. He didn't understand why they called it a special, it had been in the menu since day one they had opened.
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138400
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“You did what?”
“Well, the bike is a classic. Getting the proper parts for it just isn’t easy.”
“You’ll end up like smeared all over the road doing things like that, and I’ll have to pick you up again. Geez. Watch out for this branch-”
Bruce held
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138432
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Her head was free from restraint...
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138400
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"Something happens in a magical, soulful part of the heart...and you see YOU. You see yourself."
"I can't look at myself."
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138494
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13842311
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Every Monday you brought your Sunday finest to the bus stop...
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13841211
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The cataclysm of all those photons/
mad to be a part of you
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138452
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The last time I saw Jackson, I didn’t write down the set list. This time I didn’t write down the set list, either.
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