1705 7 5
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Why flash?because the moments, the moments, they pass in flashes of brilliancethat shudder, death glow alightand nothing makes sense beyond nowand nothing will help me but meand I am not even enoughnot my thoughts or your nod of assentor even the deep sigh of…
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1705 1 1
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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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1705 7 4
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I don’t want to debate polemics while I’m sweaty and naked. I just want my hair cut.
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1705 13 4
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Jane says to Roy, “What are you doing, Roy?”“Fuck off, Jane, I'm reading,” says Roy.“Well you could have just said so.”“I did.”“I mean just without—”“Yeah, well fuck off anyway.”“I've had…
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1705 7 5
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Beneath an opal moon, the open field and wilderness across it look immersed in varying shades of blue. A strong night howler blows across a little girl's face as she walks the field as if in a trance; her whole visage framed against the backdrop of this very act …
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1705 12 8
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Trigger warning: casualties of war.
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1705 9 4
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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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1705 3 2
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He asked me if I was going to buy Valentine's for the office this year, and I shook my head. We were in the dollar store, February 13, and I could get a box of twenty kids' Valentines with last year's favourite cartoon…
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1704 11 13
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I was seeing the owl lady from time to time when I met Caroline.
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1704 8 2
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13 rooks on a lifeless tree
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1704 7 4
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I was just sitting in the corner, stirring my stories with a straw that sucked characters out of bars.
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1704 9 10
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it's time for the cold, antiseptic
cloth to briskly remove the evidence.
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1704 7 5
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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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1704 2 1
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1704 13 8
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I worry for the daffodils/
and there optimistic yellow bursts./
I worry for the over-eager clover,//
prodigious green on crepe myrtles,/
even for the early green of nut grass.
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1704 8 4
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I remember having a beer once
And feeling like a minor god
And I know in some lie you told
Your life began making sense
And I also know that the mind likes logic
But the heart loves chaos
I just hope flies land on the butter of your soul
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1704 6 5
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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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1703 12 7
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In time, I will forgethow he said "smooshie" for "smoothie"and "eyebrowns" for "eyebrows,"how his upper lip dimpled when he laughedin that uproarious, wild toddler way.How he wheedled to be wrapped and rocked,after a bath, even at age five,his long calves uncovered by…
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1703 10 8
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I bit her ear and /
it was burnt toast
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1703 3 2
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1703 8 6
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Your laugh used to startle the nurses.
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1703 0 0
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I met Barry Hannah once in my life. I’d come to Oxford, MS, to meet an entirely different writer whom I thought then and think now very highly of. I’d also come to escape from another slew of regrets. Oxford is a great city to run away to.
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1703 0 1
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As the four flew beside each other, they shared their stories and got to know one another. Soon they learned from the voice what was happening.
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1703 18 11
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For a few/
vivid weeks, deciduous shrubs and trees/
will seem to glow like flames and embers
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1703 19 8
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A proper study of human history should
lead the student to an inescapable desire
to commit suicide
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1703 13 7
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Can we survive our Y chromosome?
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1703 11 8
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He liked to take pictures of her, and she liked to pose. It made her horny, she said.
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1703 6 2
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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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1703 10 4
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Come, bring your sadness
to the precipice of my body,
bury it within me like a tool
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1702 9 6
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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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