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Say the world is a smudged charcoal drawing. Slit from its frame, smuggled out of the Vatican. Don't say it couldn't happen. Who would know.
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156011
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"Shit," said the Charge Nurse. "Not again."
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156044
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I want to ask him why not now, right here on the living room floor when Rosie is out for the day. Instead, I suggest Sunday afternoon. I can make grilled cheese sandwiches and we'll eat them on the veranda. I'll take off my tennis skirt and unbutton my...
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156033
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I can't take it bird by bird because I have neither.
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156021
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The next week, she sends a small white box in the mail / with tissue paper, a ceramic mold the color of bleached bone—
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156033
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Her funeral was scheduled for the following Monday, and of course Claudia would attend. Trouble was, Monday was a workday for my parents. So when neither Mother nor Claudia could find somebody else on short notice to keep me, it was decided that I would a
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156032
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it felt fucking awesome at that moment, in that way only little things can feel huge and life affirming
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156077
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I can barely pick out the numbers on the houses
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156070
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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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156020
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The rocket shone in the distance. Cape Canaveral had never looked so pretty.
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156053
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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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1560128
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Trigger warning: casualties of war.
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1560107
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For you have waited. And waited and waited. And soon your slice of bread will be ready.
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155954
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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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155955
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There was a certain romanticism in it, the salty old man sidling up to me at a bar, rhapsodizing in a slurred stream of conscious about the state of the world, the country, the state of his own heart. He didn't have an eye patch nor beard, nor was he…
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1559108
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I bit her ear and /
it was burnt toast
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1559106
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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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155944
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unwrapping
the gauze from her wrists....
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155921
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The Mojave Desert remembers Ron Paul
With tattered billboards
Scraped and clawed by vehement dust
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155953
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155941
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We cannot love the past...
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155910
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[WARNING: DO NOT OPEN UNTIL 'R XMAS!]
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155811
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It’s last call for the Class of 2001, their five-year reunion drawing to a close, and Brenner, in his standard t-shirt and holey jeans, has just arrived.
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155888
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155800
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The moon hung in the sky, round and pale, under cover of some wispy clouds.
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155854
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...That flash of horror as well as the lie that replaced it were mirrors of sorts and both told the truth.
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155886
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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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155877
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Content may contain ordinary, everyday, and all around average happenings.
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1558116
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On my honeymoon, we went upstate to the Catskill Mountains.
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