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None of this is real, he says, and the path slopes down to a house that is possibly haunted. One always looks in such windows, one cannot not look at the predictable detritus of another's failure, a queer satisfaction, a fairy's dust. But no, not real, none of it. And…
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How does a mixed couple come together in the Troubles?
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1503136
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She’s changed leaves to emeralds. Worn a shawl of inked birds’ wings.
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150372
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"Penning a slight of tongue well versed
or worse, a salacious lie..."
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THE man in the tent with the stick points to the chart on the wall and says to us all: the stats point to the end of the war by the end of the fall. A just war, not just oil. Just then Allah's shadow comes over the scene. He's here to stiffen his troops with some …
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I was sleeping the night of a hurricane party. I awoke to lightning flashes. They lit the undersides of descending clouds, and lit the shadows of scattering dancers. The hurricane must have turned inland.
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150331
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"On the podium at Pride, he owned that he'd loved taking his children to playgroup as he got to ogle all the breast-feeding mothers. "
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What grabbed the mind when you heard about it was the way he did it.
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collars of obedience /
discarded in the pyre /
with draft cards and bras
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150295
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as distant lights
all must shiver
before joining in
a Milky Way river
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beat them with fists and purses.
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150298
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When our kids were very young, my wife and I believed it was important to give our children traditions that they could grow up with. One such tradition that we shared each Thanksgiving was to walk down by the cliffs along the ocean. We'd all go, our kids…
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150241
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A heart which is alive despite everything in the world that wants to deaden it.
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150200
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Tadd Dameron once described himself as “the most misplaced musician in the business,” and one needn’t call the missing persons bureau to determine that he may have been right.
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150221
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He repeated these six words like a prayer. His only confession.
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Chubby. Plump. Pudgy. Portly. Bulky. Buxom. Rotund. Ample. Hefty. Corpulent. Zaftig.
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150234
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Carl’s peculiarity of toilet paper rolls is not covered under the Americans with Disabilities Act – he’s looked it up.
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The trees would answer with a creak and a crackle.
Fall was near, a rotten apple.
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150265
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Say the world is a smudged charcoal drawing. Slit from its frame, smuggled out of the Vatican. Don't say it couldn't happen. Who would know.
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150100
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“Would you look at that one!” my father said.
“Who did she know?” my mother asked.
“Who did she blow?” my father said loudly, and burst out laughing. I laughed too, although I didn't know why.
My mother shot him one
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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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There’s an unending parade of drifters, outlaws and crazies and I always have to watch my back, but, then again, that’s nothing new.
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150185
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It was by the well on one cold early spring morning
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He keeps saying it,
babbles the term like he knows what it means
and we wince and interject with mama,
mama,
mama,
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150188
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His mother was a ballerina.
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1501138
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She bought a dog with short legs to make her own legs look longer.
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150153
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"and I turned to you, at some joke we shared,
and saw winter ease its hand,"
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In those years,
you and I were told to leap
for a world suffused with sound
and industry.
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I was quite alone in this small room with the tarp and the dying fire.
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