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Our afterlife depends upon//
what interesting shape
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150930
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You’ve known her since grade school and even though you’ve never copped a feel, it gave you a strange chill when you heard boys talking about her breasts, pressing against madras or chamois with some devilish life force, or how one day she’ll fuck l
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150866
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“When I was six years old, Dad came home from Vietnam and picked me and Mama up from her sister's house in Boston. We packed a U-Haul with everything we owned from T.V. to toothbrush. Dad hitched the trailer to the Rambler and drove us South, back home to Carolina. A…
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150831
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If this is trouble, please call someone else.
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150832
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Each time his eyes closed, he shook off the sleep, whimpered, and opened them wide again. I’d never watched a baby fall asleep before, but I realized at that time that falling asleep could be a scary thing. The world gets fuzzy and starts slipping awa
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1508910
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it's time for the cold, antiseptic
cloth to briskly remove the evidence.
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150800
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The artist leans back in his chair, smoking a cigarette
after lunch, looking away from the table toward the right
He is dressed in white, and he's practically stretched out
his entire length, to relax after rowing the boat all
morning. Sunlight
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150822
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Not to sound too ridiculous, but Hurt was giving me the hurt, and it felt good.
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150832
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He took the car out into the middle of Nowhere, Mexico, and drove it at top speed, off-road for a day and a night. I am talking strut-breaking, axle-wrecking, wheel-bending, paint-peeling conditions and balls-to-the-wall, testosterone-drunk driving.
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150854
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...listening to the ache of errs our mouths had become.
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150700
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The sound built up, louder and louder causing birds and insects to fly into the air. Then it stopped.
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150766
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some answers are enough to make you cry or laugh yourself to death
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15071510
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No jagged bits of crust were thrust up/
through the prairie’s black gumbo/
to give us cataclysmic mountain views.
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150700
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“Jesus Christ!” the man screams in pain, and a chorus of “Ewww” is heard from the girls' bench, where the severed body part has landed in a Yoplait strawberry yogurt.
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150710
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At last one of the men on the line bowed his head in a silent prayer for deliverance from what was about to come, then lifted his head and shouted loudly for his fellows to charge.
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150711
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Barbie wore only her clear pink heels...
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150710
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That night we went out to shoot some pool at the pool hall over on Durant Avenue, which was above a bar called Kip’s. Rotten Bobby walked in with his own damn pool cue, which came broken down in two pieces. He carried it in a narrow felt-lined carrying
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1507106
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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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1507116
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A pinprick breaks the black/
and pins the spin of constellations/
around its still point.
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150765
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She stood there with her back to me and her dress around her ankles.
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150776
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Where horses once were tethered grows their grass . . .
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150764
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Zinvushka Zokolovskaya and I first met at the local botanical garden.
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150710
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“Now I see clearly my whole life is pointed in one direction — there never has been any choice for me (Travis Bickle, "Taxi Driver").
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150740
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"Dennis," she started "exactly what the fuck are you looking at?"
"Your tits" I replied.
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150799
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not every punishment proceeds / without a hitch
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150721
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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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150740
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A short triangular plastic shovels into the/White plastic container filled with topaz crystal-like/Salt granulars. Scratchy sandy sounds echo.
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150682
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Marge bought the rug on-line.
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I dream of benzene rings/
and polymer shrouds
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