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A shadowless torpedo shaped form plummeted from the grey, overcast skies upon the many unsuspecting. No remote pilot thousands of miles away guided this particular descent.
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150313
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After he got on one knee, and she said, I do. After they watched the televised bombs disappear the city. After everyone fell asleep. After shock and awe, him and her making love…
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1503106
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I enjoy launching words into space. Please dangle a moment here while I prepare the next sentence. Ok. You can come in now. Take boiling for instance. And hawsers. The sound of words on a sheet of paper. The manifesto for a roll of sleep. Sleep is oblivious to…
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150352
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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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150353
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“There’s no real freedom in this world. But a car and the open road is close enough for government work.”
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150330
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Theresa Esposito woke to the smell of pignoli cookies baking. The sweet scent made her stomach rumble. She was ten-years-old today. And she felt ten. Her hair, her ears, her eyes, her toes — everything felt ten.
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150385
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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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150300
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Still as the knife on the counter there still. Like mothballs in a chest. One with clear bags and newspaper clippings and your scarf inside it. The baby girl could put a mothball in her mouth and suck it like a penny. The way too close to a light bulb bur
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150398
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15022112
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We lie sleepless at night, enraged,/
and finger the keyboard
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150287
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a mere forty years/and maybe you become twelve,/maybe sixty-three.
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150263
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"Eye contact is essential as it shows confidence. I walk with purpose and hope that my skirt isn’t too short. "
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150254
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“Sixty-seven responses!” Al Edelstein announces at the first meeting of the search committee. It has been just two weeks since Rabbi Feldman dropped dead of a heart attack and just a week since the congregation ran the ad: “Help Wanted: Orthodox Rabbi. Im
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150200
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150253
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“But I don't HAVE an accent,” she said. With an accent. “Tell him I don't have an accent, y'all.” Looking from one friend to another. Messy ponytail bouncing. I just stared. I may have blinked. A couple times. Every syllable…
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150286
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Mrs. L. was sitting on a love seat in her nightgown. She was sitting in a man’s lap....
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150277
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We are/no more than heartbeats on repeat.
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15021210
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The kid with a testosterone chip
Instead of a brain
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150270
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He came running out of his narrow little shop, Berthillon
and chased me down the Ilse St. Louis street, saying,
“Monsieur, Monsieur, nous avon pamplemousse!
It’s ici, Monsieur. Your pamplemousse.
They just come in this matin, morning
and I’
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150266
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The Misses Moses by Brad Watson from Aliens in the Prime of Their Lives The Moses sisters lived together, alone, in the fine old brick house near downtown where they…
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150231
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The old man sat in the run-down shack, nursing his lobol-weed tea, and cursing the bitter cold wind outside.
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1502137
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Can we survive our Y chromosome?
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150200
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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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150211
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He had a handsome dial tone, we called him every name but his.
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150222
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Hello floaty word man / suspended in smoke / chortling coughing with collapsing colon / spraying sounds into the day / making it night and ending the line
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150263
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The Assistant is lost again in a grid city. Again she feels disconnected from the world. Where she is the sound has been switched off.
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150145
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the beeps, rhythmic,
tell us that you're still with us
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150163
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Morning's first blush, their world in repose. Sated, drained, spent; …
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150100
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The moon hung in the sky, round and pale, under cover of some wispy clouds.
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