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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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160486
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My wife tells me/your dog has vomited/
on the carpet AGAIN!
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160421
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You were gone, long gone, and I could no longer smell your scent as I walked through the empty house. I couldn't bring myself to unpack the boxes, and they lurked like a forest of overgrown drab Legos.
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160400
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In order to be a catalyst for catharsis — which is just a fancy way of saying agent of change — you have to be willing to condition yourself into something partially inhuman. Only something on the very outskirts of humanity…
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1604118
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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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160343
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Except for the bathroom stalls—you know the one that goes “Here I sit all broken-hearted”—the only poetry in the house is composed by Hazel, recited to her fawning sycophants.
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I was ashamed of my conscience.
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160374
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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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A figure left the building.
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160342
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How hard it is to pretend to be someone else. Alone, together, in the silence... I thought about how you must really like me to act quite like that. I wanted to hold your hand and read the unsent love letters.
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1603118
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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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160311
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Later, your father stared, confused, at the empty spot where the wall paint layers ended in the shape of the old machines. He stopped coming in.
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fetal position can make a man seem small. harmless. like the child your womb won't carry...
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160375
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He plucks the feathers and winds thread to simulate an insect’s torso.
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160377
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You've been given some really cruel thoughts that are not your own.You've been given some really stupid sets of rules which are impossibleto follow. You can learn to manage for yourself. Remember who youwere before they told you who you were. You've been trainedsince birth…
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“Well, aren’t you the cutest thing?”
Shelly looked around for the source of the line and one of the better looking bar flies met her gaze. He wore a faded t-shirt with a swoosh graphic that read ‘Just Do Me‘. True to its mystical nature, her indefatigabl
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The trees would answer with a creak and a crackle.
Fall was near, a rotten apple.
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collars of obedience /
discarded in the pyre /
with draft cards and bras
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160200
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The sound built up, louder and louder causing birds and insects to fly into the air. Then it stopped.
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160288
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It is the first day of summer, a blue-green afternoon, and we sit beneath the English oak, Quercus robur. Everything has at least two names. It is the first day of summer, or the last day of something else.
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160295
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as distant lights
all must shiver
before joining in
a Milky Way river
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160286
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remembering Cahokia, a place we rent near the water's edge, for we dare not enter
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160297
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awfully evil decisions upstairs in your head that could come back to haunt you in your later years;I'm here to report your zooming about hair isn't really one of them. You have found the infernal wheel works in all four directions at once. Good for you.…
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160287
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It doesn't take a genius to figure how he sank, in the drink, like Jeff Buckley. Like a stone.
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160287
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tumbling for you from afar as close-up. They will rewrite your dancing form like a proper magical spell on all their maddest days, using the branches of cherished trees dipped into the trapped wells of certain hosts of …
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160212
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An yet we are all inmates...
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We sat in silence, the entire train, the few other passengers in anxious wait to see if I would change my mind. We all flipped pages, glanced up at each other, looked away when noticed.
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