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All I wanted to know was: Am I coming close? You could have given me a clue. How was I to know how deep the scar ran? I always thought scars were superficial, but I was young, and willing – what did I know?
What would they have done if they had come
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162863
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Morning's first blush, their world in repose. Sated, drained, spent; …
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162865
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She stood there with her back to me and her dress around her ankles.
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162822
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He does not read what he’s giving them permission to do to him, just signs the release.
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162830
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white-gray mounds persist
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162821
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He repeated these six words like a prayer. His only confession.
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162820
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[B]y fleeing the city to live on the outskirts of nowhere—a place so far off the beaten path that even Duras’s aging Mr. Andesmas would have felt isolated—I was of course trying to escape from none other than myself.
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162823
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["Mea Culpa" means: I don't care what you think, sorry is when I feel like making you hear me say it.]
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162721
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Naked Lady? I know that from somewhere. Then he remembered. That's what they called those old 1930's and 40's Conn saxophones, Naked Ladies. How would Smith know that?
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162700
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I have never seen doubt on the face of a Roman general,' he said, ‘but when you looked at me and said “I know”…that was a certainty I'd never encontered. You have crossed the Acheron twice.'
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1627175
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I'm old enough to be her father.
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162752
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Send me a secret story in a song just for me
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162750
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162720
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The wind blows off the ocean soft and cool. I close my eyes in hopes to strengthen my sense of touch. A bit of sand wriggles through my teeth; crunchy and salty like spoiled oven-roasted peanuts. I imagine the air would smell like low tide if it wasn't constantly…
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162700
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Under the darkness of their new city. The heave and moan of structures as they breathed and pulsed. Under the darkness of this city, under the hum of their florescent bulbs and the tumbling rattle of motorcars, the wheeze of their machines and the clank o
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162796
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THIS is what happened — the dead went into remission. Dated may 10 2010. Or it could have been some other day. They were going to be restored later. That's what we were being told. The dead were being given stones to mark their remission. They were getting…
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1627198
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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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162786
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My wife tells me/your dog has vomited/
on the carpet AGAIN!
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1627115
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“I’m tired, Art” The Virgin said. She was already curled up beside their dog,
Lance.
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162731
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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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162762
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Sometimes one person's shelter is another person's storm.
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1626115
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If I felt like reading a book
then I would read a book
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162645
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Paulette lived on the east side on Paulette Avenue. Mama dropped me off when we wanted to play Barbies. Her neighborhood was a little green lily pad in a swamp of blight and disrepair. A ghetto moat ringed around those three fancy blocks like a first line of defense,…
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162687
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1626116
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A pinprick breaks the black/
and pins the spin of constellations/
around its still point.
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162677
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We are/no more than heartbeats on repeat.
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162612
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An yet we are all inmates...
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162688
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-Love is a rushing
of blood
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162600
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"One-upmanship" is a strategy for defeating an opponent somewhat unfairly without actually cheating.
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16262012
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The eyes, luminous and large-
each an infinite bright blue ocean
Wind ruffles feathers
My ego and vanity also/
encourage me not to wear a mask.
An aberration/
that general circumstances/
will remedy, and soon.
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