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I considered kissing Christian. It wouldn’t be terrible. I mean, it might be terrible, but it wouldn’t be awful. His teeth were a little crooked but he didn’t smell or anything.
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Tension slipped from my grip on the dagger as my legs and faith fell apart.
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Vera Wang I saw you on Oprah today girl. Oh no no no.
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a girl with wolves, dogs and a bear
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I heard this story from my grandmother who heard it from her grandmother who heard it from an uncle, who was a monkey.
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I figure maybe I’m mostly alone; they are all running down staircases or falling down fire escapes, some of them naked, some of them with towels, mostly probably naked though.
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We brought oxygen with us because we knew, everyone knows, there is no air on Mars. Everyone told us this as they waved goodbye back on Earth. Jay's mom even said, “Goodbye, honey, have a nice time and remember, there's no air on Mars. Are you aware of that?”…
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I was seeing the owl lady from time to time when I met Caroline.
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"...easier to get milk from a male tiger than mercy from him."
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Morning's first blush, their world in repose. Sated, drained, spent; …
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After three teens took off without paying
and he clung to the hood of their car
He wasn’t trying to be a hero
sandwich or otherwise
but climbed onto the hood when they
tried to run him over
There was some question and dispute
over th
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you might as well be blind
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The kid with a testosterone chip
Instead of a brain
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awoke in confusion, fear and hurt never seen before that day a year past
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a poem about things exploding/burning down/scattering for miles.
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When we started plans for the party, none of us wanted Larry to die, most of all Larry himself.
Actually, when we first started plans for the party, Larry wasn’t dying.
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The bathing suits are like Christmas dresses.
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I’m deathly afraid of the pub crawls
of my ancestors, through Bohemia and Fitzrovia
because of the ghosts of alcohol already
etched inside my veins
and the headlong loss of oxygen
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As a rule, she calls me whenever she’s waiting for her train or bus. ‘Hiya… How’s life-’ she starts off sweetly. Even though I should know better by now, I can only respond in the same old way. I’ll say: ‘Hi Kate!’. Next, I’ll try to te
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Polylinguists lash me
with tongues I cannot conjugate
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The dowdy woman in fart nailed the vim.
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This cell the sole certainty,
all else steeped in mystery.
Why should we be here?
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Where horses once were tethered grows their grass . . .
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I can barely pick out the numbers on the houses
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it's time for the cold, antiseptic
cloth to briskly remove the evidence.
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Though we came to life as to a school/
We leave without graduating
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Mom wraps a bulky-knit scarf around my face and over my mouth. She tightens it into a big knot in back of my collar.
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It's time, more than anything
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So it's me and two other girls...
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