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Shadows from a star
Never too close
Never too far
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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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166872
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"Penning a slight of tongue well versed
or worse, a salacious lie..."
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Food is silly. Eating is silly. Yet the camaraderie of sharing a table is not silly. It is sacred. It becomes silly when the jello arrives.
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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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I must have been six years old at that time, but the events of…
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He gave her cancer. He gave her cancer.
Not what she said. She said her relationship gave her cancer. Her relationship with him. Gave her cancer.
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166700
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Mayumi could see as far as her eyes could, all the buildings hugged by the trees. Roads stretching outward as if reaching for something far away.
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1667147
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like the dome of an immense lamp
like blades of grass at the sweep of the scythe
like a line of cliffs against a tempestuous tide
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166783
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the sound of ashes/ being poured in the kitchen
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166765
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The clarinet and the accordion are brothers, I see. Big, fat men with curly, klezmer hair.
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16671716
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saw the world was a mess
I did nothing about it, poured myself some apple juice
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1667128
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fetal position can make a man seem small. harmless. like the child your womb won't carry...
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166720
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Contemporary persecution of Christians takes on milder forms of torture like having to explain away something Pat Robertson said, or constantly having to hear about Fred Phelps picketing funerals because he happens to hate homosexuals.
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166762
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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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“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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166785
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Marv felt a stirring. Warmth in his gut. "Maybe we should get together," Marv said.
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The lungs forsake their love of breath. The arms/
resist throwing off the small weight of sheets.
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166686
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Your laugh used to startle the nurses.
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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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In mid dream, mid journey, there's a barrier we must cross, flat and vast like an ocean. We're told the barrier is a monster. To cross the barrier we must maim one of its eyes. There, rising to the surface is half a large…
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Xanax, A hand gun, And the courage to pull the trigger
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166600
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I'm subconsciously a sucker for guys who are no good for my
self-esteem. Or waistline.
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I It's been there all week, Nose tucked into tail Comfort found between impact and asphalt II I'm still here logged out, still here Had it with the billboards the check engine light milemarkers... Just…
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166665
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Cézanne sags during a moment of paint. There is an umbrella in the room whose surface collects his thoughts. Outside, in the rain, the grass and garden smell strongly of spring. Fruit litters the table. Light through the window writhes in conversation with shape and…
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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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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 do this when I think of you. Today we took the first steps towards you're never here.
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