1607 8 9
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Mr. Blumberg and I sat side by side on a small couch in the family room. He was watching a football game on TV.
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1607 5 3
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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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1607 0 0
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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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1607 6 3
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—Frank, how is your sex life?
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1606 3 3
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I can't take it bird by bird because I have neither.
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1606 15 10
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No jagged bits of crust were thrust up/
through the prairie’s black gumbo/
to give us cataclysmic mountain views.
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1606 1 1
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Barbie wore only her clear pink heels...
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You are an heiress to drunks.
The statues of your forefathers stagger,
memorialized by gravity, their faces
half-lit eternally, as they reach into refrigerators
for another something
to keep away the cold empty.
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1606 2 0
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With a roar and short burst of flame, the dragon awoke, startled.
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1606 3 1
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"I have a prehensile tongue," he said matter-of-factly. "I know how to make you feel good." Such confidence, I say. Prove it.We're sitting on the couch, watching a movie, but not paying attention to it. We sit side-by-side, my leaning into him, and his arm is around me,…
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1606 2 0
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1606 7 4
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The Judge waited for the perfect wave.
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1606 7 3
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Who ever saw an open upright pop bottle on the street?
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1606 0 0
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I struck up a conversation with the cricket. We talked about Super Nintendo and cookies and we fell asleep on the boulder. The next morning, I woke up and offered the cricket a donut. He enjoyed the donut thoroughly...
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1606 9 9
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She may never know and it sureis a small world. She may neverknow and they have a list. She maynever know, I'm very grateful.She may never know and I couldhave sworn we were getting along justfine. I refused to say goodbye. I am still wearing those…
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1606 0 0
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Like some beautiful yet macabre puppet, she was suspended on strings of wire, painstakingly threaded tubing flowing into her cavities, through her chambers, around her mechanics.
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1605 4 3
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Write power
like a purring kitten
eyes wide
without an idea of exactly
how small he is.
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1605 4 3
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It is within my nature, and many others I know, to cling to what’s consistent and certain: the battles fought in the war for survival and the organic camaraderie borne in the trenches. Sometimes the quest and the people we commiserate with along the way
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1605 0 0
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And it's a tough thing
to become a father,
a contradiction;
guiding a child to avoid the things
that you know about so well.
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1605 5 2
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Do you remember who I am yet?
I remember the first time you made love to me. It appears I was one of the lucky ones … it wasn’t in a car, it wasn’t in your Dad’s boat, underwater, or any other weird place you've written about. It was actual
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someone left graffiti on the billboard
over: "God's a hard
act to follow"; the one that made the news
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1605 6 3
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It was only a dream. No one died, nor were they even harmed. So horrifying!
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1605 0 0
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A woman is fishing in the Seine at the far left
of the painting, while time is suspended and light
remains. One man plays a trumpet. A half dozen
people sit or walk under parasols. Couples stroll
and children run or sit or stand beside their
p
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1605 5 4
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My wife broke the news to me. She enjoyed it, too, I'm certain of that. It was a juicy piece of gossip.
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1605 2 0
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She dips a toothpick in ink, running prick over paper, simply to prove herself wrong.
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1605 1 0
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This must never get out in the press, for it would cause widespread panic. The priests would surround my house, not to mention the police and possibly the army. Castor Desayuno has come back from the dead!
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1604 2 2
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Mo Dean woke up sober.
And tired.
Tired of life, of soiled pants, rash, vomit, and whiskey sweat. Tired of holes in his pockets and blisters on his feet, of hanging signs asking for dimes and getting only pennies. And most of all, tired of the police.
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The note was a lie, multiplied through each member of its potential audience....
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I have cherished the memory of that meal since and have sought out Indian restaurants all over the world. San later told me that the best Indian food was to be had in London
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