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The kid with a testosterone chip
Instead of a brain
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166543
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Unconsciously she shook her head at her own weakness in coming out to see Wayne when things were in shambles at home. Guilt had beat resolve in the cosmic game of rock paper scissors.
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166575
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If the Titanic rises from the bottom of the sea,
I will meet you on deck, in a deck chair.
Fully dressed for a change.
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166551
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"Good, it's Link Wray again,"
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166553
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Twenty-two tornadoes tore through Toronto, spiraling steel and stone to the streets where she stood, texting her best friend.
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166521
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Boys start fires all the time— it's a rite of passage— so when your father gives you the task of setting fire to the family's trash, you don't mind, and when the flames ignite inside the old dishwasher he heaved into the woods behind the house, you…
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In traffic I cry bloody murder, but my bloodlust subsides once I'm in Valhalla. Chip Whitehead wants to see me on the 22nd floor before I start my shift. Charlie and the other suits have been looking at me funny since I sent Chip a memo suggesting the recession…
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166487
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graves left or graves lost, into silence death sinks:/it's leaving the living that leaves us such pain.
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severe snow storm coming. I'm looking for a parking spot and listening to Machito & Charlie Parker
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166465
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So few dreams are the doors they seem.
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166433
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By February, I had decided,
That you'd tear out my throat every morning
if it meant your favorite song would play from my neck.
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166489
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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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166472
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I must have been six years old at that time, but the events of…
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166333
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two roses her eyes
aqua-blue
no, blue-green
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166364
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We became The World Famous Shadow Puppet Theater because we thought that the best way to become world famous was to act as though we already were.
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166386
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Your laugh used to startle the nurses.
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the sound of ashes/ being poured in the kitchen
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166343
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Shadows from a star
Never too close
Never too far
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166342
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I was raised in a big city in the slow South. I know a little about cross cultural dining and where Delta Blues collides with Sly Stone, Al Green, and Zeppelin. Dirty rice in the Dirty South. Fried chicken, collards, and pintos. Fried velveeta…
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saw the world was a mess
I did nothing about it, poured myself some apple juice
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166363
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A week ago, Lina had felt a pain crack over her right eyebrow. It was there every day, creeping from her ear to the middle of her forehead.
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166321
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Ug seemed kinda down in the dumps so, uncharacteristically for a male hominid, I asked him why he looked so glum.
“Ug no find nice girl,” he said, poking a stick in the dirt.
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He just had to tell somebody. Anybody.
So he called up his publisher, L., who agreed to meet him at Oliveira’s for a drink. It only took about ten minutes to walk there from his big duplex in the Elmwood, where he was still living with his wife among
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Two summers later, the ritual began. Carol left her house at midnight, having served her husband and daughter a heavy dinner that left them caged in their sleep. She was like a thief working in reverse: she rose from bed with her husband’s first snore,
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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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I took a lover on Ibiza either because he was clean-smelling or because he had a hotel room and there were none to be had.
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Regrets lined behind him like crossties on a railroad track.
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“I won't live here,” Beth said, waving her hand to indicate the small Southern town in which they were having dinner—the most delicious fried chicken either of them had ever tasted—in a restaurant located in an antebellum mansion. She looked…
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Marv felt a stirring. Warmth in his gut. "Maybe we should get together," Marv said.
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I held her hand through two divorces, I warned her that gorgeous Geoffrey was homosexual when she was oblivious, and I fed her children when she was off at rehab (four times before it 'took').
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