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Cat fight. I rush outside and swinging my trusty broom I charge the rolling yowling ball of black fur.
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149600
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I had enough judgment, anger and vengefulness from the people around me in the steel town of Pueblo, Colorado, where I was growing up. I didn’t need more from my God.
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149631
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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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149661
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I was quite alone in this small room with the tarp and the dying fire.
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149610
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Floating along the ebbs of the ocean,toward the horizon, where time has no say,an end that will never be reached.
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149511
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Background
foreground
life in the middle
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149555
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beat them with fists and purses.
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149598
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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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149595
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I fully intend to show Hamilton the delights of soft Oriental carpeting and a delicious new position I learned not long ago. It involves a silk scarf, a leather strap and some aromatic herbs.
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149500
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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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149543
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Don't throw earth on bones.
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149532
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How does a mixed couple come together in the Troubles?
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1495136
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She’s changed leaves to emeralds. Worn a shawl of inked birds’ wings.
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1495118
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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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149521
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He repeated these six words like a prayer. His only confession.
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149532
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The night we broke into Bron-yr-Aur it was too cold to make love. I said I wasn't horny anyway. You put your hand on my forehead: Are you ill?
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149562
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Chubby. Plump. Pudgy. Portly. Bulky. Buxom. Rotund. Ample. Hefty. Corpulent. Zaftig.
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149565
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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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149455
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I guess you’re gone now
That’s okay
I guess I can live with my own ghosts
I had no idea
What it meant
But now I do
It meant I was standing
At the end of everything
And did not know it
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149451
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I have a tablet called, The Shit List...
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149420
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A shot in the dark and everything goes black. It's as if the story never happened.
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149412
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I have no confidence that you'll complete the task. Shit, you probably don't even understand it in the slightest.
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149430
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His mother named him Far because she had high hopes for him
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14941212
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a poem about things exploding/burning down/scattering for miles.
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149442
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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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14941613
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He'd hung above her head for months.
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149434
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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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149432
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Hope was beauty before I even knew what beauty was with her golden pigtails, brilliant blue eyes and an infectious smile — even after Jamie Delano flung his Frisbee, knocking out Hope’s two front teeth.
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149332
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... and the train pulls up and my shadow from yesterday steps off, and I'm standing on one leg balancing just like the weather between winter and spring, I hear a siren and my heart races, I'm about to step aboard when I hear footsteps behind me and two hands cover my eyes…
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as distant lights
all must shiver
before joining in
a Milky Way river
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