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Who ever saw an open upright pop bottle on the street?
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She may never know and it sureis a small world. She may neverknow and they have a list. She maynever know, I'm very grateful.She may never know and I couldhave sworn we were getting along justfine. I refused to say goodbye. I am still wearing those…
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I was shooting baskets in the driveway when the Mexican kid delivered the groceries. He drove in fast and loud . . .
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The door shuts slowly to something that’s allegedly mine
and it sits there and waits until I come home
just like you.
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Sunday morning beginning with a bang. Accused, found wanting, sentenced.
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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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You’re never really asleep. I am never awake. But as the darkness fades, I read. Your body tells my story.
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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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Naked, we stood in my shower. When she kicked my tool, I noticed she had a toe ring.
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She was as beautiful as flowers in a dream
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This writers' conference (sponsored by VQR, which had run its banner ad atop the Fictionaut home page in the summer of 2014, which begins to explain both my attendance and this essay) revealed itself as an apt subject . . .
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It's 6:45 a.m. A gritty, mundane sort of magic pervades the air at "Valentine’s" in the Hamilton Hotel.
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"I'm in a wrestling movie!" you shouted.
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not every punishment proceeds / without a hitch
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The room turns red and I start screaming and ejaculating. The whole class is watching as Mr.Smith slams down my copy of the test with his right hand and swiftly tears off my penis with his left.
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The Mojave Desert remembers Ron Paul
With tattered billboards
Scraped and clawed by vehement dust
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When I cook sausages, I am afraid I will not let them sit in the pan long enough, and they will be pink inside. Then, even if the pigs have been handled humanely, I and the person for whom I've prepared this meal will be at risk for some terrible stomach poisoning.Let's say…
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My gaze could have gutted any man. Any man, but John Marcy. History would write that John Marcy was a traitor to his country. Public enemy number one in the state of New York. When that probably couldn’t be farther from the truth.
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She is face down in the snow
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Light “I can escape the feeling of complicity in it only by speaking out.” The professor arrives on time, sockless. The former a sign of his polite upbringing. The latter, his lack of pretense and high …
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The Judge waited for the perfect wave.
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The story itself is not much longer than a snippet. What is a snippet anyway?
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He had a handsome dial tone, we called him every name but his.
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