1482 8 5
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Ellen arrived on the beach when it was still too dark to see the ground; the fine shells and small, sharp rocks hurt her feet, but she went ahead until her toes felt the edge…
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1482168
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But his muscles fluttered and off he flew
leaving the stink of barnyard on the sheets.
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148262
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A year ago, my neighbor was a sexy graduate student in fashion design, sounds perhaps shabby, yet if it is, then we in the Middle West are all shabby. That girl's father graduated from high school with Bob Dylan in Hibbing, not entitling her to a child.
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14812112
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We lie sleepless at night, enraged,/
and finger the keyboard
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148163
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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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148145
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the beeps, rhythmic,
tell us that you're still with us
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148100
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The moon hung in the sky, round and pale, under cover of some wispy clouds.
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14812310
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If I should wake/
before I die,/
just shoot me through/
the one good eye.
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148186
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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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1481108
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no more trying to keep / the peace, no more trying / to keep every person happy. / Just this: no more.
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148120
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With a roar and short burst of flame, the dragon awoke, startled.
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14811011
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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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148140
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Little stuff at first: mistaking their dog for a cat, attempting to start the car with a bar of soap, or using a newspaper to dry the dishes. Lately, he’d been slipping: calling her by his mother’s name during sex, berating his boss for lackluster profit
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148176
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Regime is elected officials ignoring constituents, ignoring protestors, ignoring history
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148192
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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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148100
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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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148185
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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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148165
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They acquire him in a bar that is famous for its shipwrecks.
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148155
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there should be a word for it.
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148163
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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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148076
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In human rights, a man and a woman may marry and bring forth a family. It is a civil right in the U.S. but not a human right (as far as I know) to raise a child singly without the knowledge of the other parent.
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148000
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Takashi and Hideki stared at the pool of grey Mana. A scientist carefully contained some of the mist into a container.
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14801210
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The kid with a testosterone chip
Instead of a brain
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148000
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Under the darkness of their new city. The heave and moan of structures as they breathed and pulsed. Under the darkness of this city, under the hum of their florescent bulbs and the tumbling rattle of motorcars, the wheeze of their machines and the clank o
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148092
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She liked talking to him, even now, when they’d spent three years talking. She thought about other conversations with other men at other bars, some of the bars on the water and some of them tucked behind shopping centers or off of different h
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148043
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. . . the empiricism of the mechanical had wound tight into her, lessons her few calendars could never impart without aid from sundials, hourglasses, clocks.
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148044
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Momma takes us to the candle store next door where everything smells sweet
as she opens, closes glass lids, lets us lean our faces close, smell pumpkin, lavender,
trees...
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148022
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stoned,/ i made the mistake/ of walking to the store across the busy street/ to find myself in the middle/ of the pep-up/ for a basketball game/ or something like that.
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14802011
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The nearsighted world/
puts on its lenses
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1480126
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In the summer that my mother returned from wherever she had gone after her divorce, she and I moved to a large, old farmhouse high on a hill, far from the town where I had grown up. The farmhouse was over a hundred years old and no one had lived in it for…
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