1508 5 5
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awoke in confusion, fear and hurt never seen before that day a year past
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1508104
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I hold them to the light...
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1508106
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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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150821
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Now you are a raving bare-forked fool madman with nothing.
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150820
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[B]y fleeing the city to live on the outskirts of nowhere—a place so far off the beaten path that even Duras’s aging Mr. Andesmas would have felt isolated—I was of course trying to escape from none other than myself.
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150800
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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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150895
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The instant you remember
gratitude
with enough focus to spring free its power...
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150855
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there should be a word for it.
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15081711
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Pholcidae...Daddy Long-Legs
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150700
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Mayumi and her friends arrived at the beach. The sun was near setting for the night, and a few stars began an early peek in the twilit sky.
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150753
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It was midnight. I was outside the cottage, digging another row of star-shaped holes for the shrubbery.
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1507133
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—It’s difficult to say, he said. I have mood swings. Women don’t like that. They become upset.
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15071011
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She left knives and hot pots with handles akimbo. Like a guardian angel, he turned them in. Like an ungrateful Eve, she turned them back out.
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1507122
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There is nothing like your first time, and by that I am referring of course to the first time you purchased a 45.Going to a record store and buying a 45 is a uniquely Boomer experience. Because, alas, there are no more 45s. Or, for that matter, record stores. The…
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150720
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The rocket shone in the distance. Cape Canaveral had never looked so pretty.
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150730
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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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150754
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an EZ How to Guide in 50 simple steps
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150753
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150798
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150752
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I’ve just moved to New York City and, somehow, Scarlett Johansson is at the same party I’m at.
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150683
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150645
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the beeps, rhythmic,
tell us that you're still with us
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1506107
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150686
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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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150688
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-Love is a rushing
of blood
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1506189
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1506149
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Each day, they trot the coiffed/
and painted cadavers across the stage.
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150662
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150696
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Listen to him barking in the night. Fear shifts on the bed next to you, hogging the covers. Stare at the ceiling and wonder what to do. Forget his birthday. Forget he is forty-two. Forget the phone call from Berkeley twenty-one years…
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1506129
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She said, “I think I’m pregnant,” but I thought that the sidewalk looked cleaner than usual,
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