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The waves assisted in pushing him forward, until he reached the dry sand. He saw a small resort town ahead. The lights were out in the businesses and homes.
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This is my secret source of income, you see....
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Trigger warning: casualties of war.
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in late fall, Rome, sans wind, sans rancor,
sans sand or rain, sans hate ...
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I It's been there all week, Nose tucked into tail Comfort found between impact and asphalt II I'm still here logged out, still here Had it with the billboards the check engine light milemarkers... Just…
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The cloudless sky/
amplifies the incompletion,/
clarifies the imperfections/
of the night’s normalcy-
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He grew up needing an enemy, his class warfare instincts kindled by the death of his father in the labor dispute and bolstered by the readings of Steinbeck, Lawrence, Sinclair and others, and the college-bound students who were particularly bothered by Pi
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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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The boy heard loud barks and squeals, climbed on a chair, and looked out the window at the barnyard and the faded blood red barn.
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I can barely pick out the numbers on the houses
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She bought a dog with short legs to make her own legs look longer.
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threads of Cocoa Krispies
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Bill texted me at 3:44, invited me to join him at Chip's, where he was having a drink. Chip's Bar is a great dive, and I accepted without hesitation. Ten minutes later I was on a crowded bus filled mostly with fat people, and twenty minutes after that I was…
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I want to tell you things you do not know.
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In your mouth is the attic studio
Where your father’s brushes lie wet with water
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skin cancer
walks along Zuma beach
at noon
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moonbeams unrecognized language
steadies my course
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"Thanks for the wild sex--let me know if you have any problems with the lint trap."
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She drinks a chocolate martini. I fold myself up and slide into her pocket.
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Third time that day, he was on me. On me like bees to a flower (or flies on shit, he'd correct me, no doubt). Sucking sweet nectar and breathing that breath — damn that breath — 'round my head, in my ear, pestering, bugging, like a bee he annoyed me.
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Everybody knew Billy Miller. He had messy hair and crooked teeth that he hid behind a thin-lipped smile. He and his friend Jimmy Rodgers, who everyone called Cock on account of his red hair that stuck up like a comb, were inseparable. They liked to ste
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I pointed, trying to keep a rising frisson of alarm from my voice.
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I got an email notification that your relationship status had changed to Single...
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She asked if I needed to be measured for size “to make sure they feel really good on you,” her lips all gloss and smile. I was nineteen and knew my size but changes in weight had caused fluctuations before so maybe I'd be different…
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Billie Holiday and I want a cup of coffee and they tell us to go fuck ourselves.
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It's good enough. Spacious. Then the cards but I am not for cards. Sasha directs the people, helping them, at ease and happy even. Strangers that have found a common denominator in games. A brotherhood and sisterhood I can't understand. I watch. I see green…
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