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I spent most of those days in my car. Stashed in the trunk was a cache of precious stones, neatly sorted and separated, bound in smooth black velvet inside a smooth black briefcase.
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1632169
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Have you ever spent twilight in a old pasture?
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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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163282
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The ocean smelled like decomposed plant life and clinically despicable vagina, but I still spoke of its power and my fear of it in moonlit clichés and she still listened.
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163255
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This story is falling head-first into a mud-puddle.
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Dear Sir/ Madam I wish to apply for the position you advertised in the Daily Sun. Although my expertise is in self-obliteration and self-worth (or lack of), and my work mainly in disappointment, I do have much experience in failure, which this letter will…
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163297
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Even word dancers need rest.
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163233
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A small bar of glycerin soap floated in the sink full of bloody water . . .
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163221
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The Mojave Desert remembers Ron Paul
With tattered billboards
Scraped and clawed by vehement dust
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And I don't know how long it will be until she comes outside and figures it all out.
Figures me out.
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“Easter’s coming,” my wife says. “Should I dress as a bunny or a chicken?” she asks. She means for the costume party.
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163121
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Thirty years later – and all the years in between – Alan Walton would remember how insidious it was, the anger that started that night with Quinton Harris, fifteen years old and the undisputed leader of the troop, and spread like a virus to the other boys
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My body feels chilly but it's not from the outside temps. It seems to me it's the opposite of a fever.
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163121
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Allie didn't share that moment with Jim. That moment he spoke about whenever they made new friends as a couple— that moment he planned to recount at their engagement party.
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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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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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163176
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"I'm in a wrestling movie!" you shouted.
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Who ever saw an open upright pop bottle on the street?
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163120
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And now, the weather. The Cloud Wranglers have roped three solid clouds this morning, preventing the clouds from raining iron bars onto Human Brain Storage Center #17.
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“Do we really want to treat her? Is she even really sick, or does she live in a country as real as ours, but one we can never visit?”
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She was as beautiful as flowers in a dream
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Susan said since her divorce three years ago there have been too many Jacks in her life. Seven, if she counted that older guy. She knew that now. Too many. It was the name and little else that drew her to men. She told me the name alone was like Pavlov's bell. It…
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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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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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The story itself is not much longer than a snippet. What is a snippet anyway?
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Maybe this very short story is about shyness. Maybe. I'm not sure.
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