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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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171954
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But I don't see the cabinets, or know how to put the 4 chapters he's talking about today into the drawers that are invisible, floating, above his bed he's been in for a year, me sitting next to him, becoming a spinster.
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171965
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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 was seeing the owl lady from time to time when I met Caroline.
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17181210
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of placing the rope just so; of settling
the veil with care --
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171874
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God damn you women get me all /
twisted up thinking oohrahrah and lala
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171800
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The tiger-eye beads around her neck would wink at me like a nervous uncle sharing a secret with a child. They roll on her sternum like marbles. At night, on her nightstand, they whisper my secret to the patchouli-scented room. How long have they known?
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17181310
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Sin by Nonnie Augustine After my mother died, I met Aunt Shirley. I found her in dozens of snapshots piled in falling apart cardboard boxes we hauled down from the attic. Small girls, with huge bows bobby-pinned right on top of…
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171800
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The sound of the crowd’s excitement, their smiles, and laughter started to turn Mayumi’s thoughts about life in the Magi world.
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171864
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"...innocent butterflies of pollution
trapped and entangled,"
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171875
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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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171811
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The bathing suits are like Christmas dresses.
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171800
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Late spring, summer before cancer. Frank drove Max and his pal Jason to Cincinnati for their first rock show. Less Than Jake at Bogart's. A two-hour drive for ska-punk.
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171876
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171831
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Warning: Open and read before making any dumb-ass New Year's resolutions.
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171811
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171800
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Still as the knife on the counter there still. Like mothballs in a chest. One with clear bags and newspaper clippings and your scarf inside it. The baby girl could put a mothball in her mouth and suck it like a penny. The way too close to a light bulb bur
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171844
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“Gladys Miller!” the dog shouted. “Live a little. TiVo it.”
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171852
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I’ve just moved to New York City and, somehow, Scarlett Johansson is at the same party I’m at.
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171743
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I'd never seen a dead person before, let alone one that was living just
seconds earlier.
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171700
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The Kid, The Executive, The Doctor, and The Actress.
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171732
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171786
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Your laugh used to startle the nurses.
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171712
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An yet we are all inmates...
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1717910
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it's time for the cold, antiseptic
cloth to briskly remove the evidence.
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1717138
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She bought a dog with short legs to make her own legs look longer.
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171722
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...you should pick a VERY OLD millionaire. Very old, and NOT VERY WELL...
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171711
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171711
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The crowd- which consisted of exclusively men with beards and djembe drums and women with hairly legs poking out of corduroy patchwork skirts- cowered and crawled in fear around the angry man-bomb, mortally frightened yet encouraged to shimmy because the
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