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When I first met Luther he was sitting on the sidewalk, his back pushed up against a vacant storefront wall, thumbing through the “help wanted” section of a few-days-old copy of our local paper and I was moved to offer him a couple of dollars for which he said,…
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“Devil’s Pass.” It had the highest rate of vehicle fatalities per year in the entire State of Colorado. Everyone in my state drove like a bunch of stupid rejects, so I asked the guy just how many? He replied,
“Four thousand for the entire state!...Nin
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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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Caster had always imagined the Consensus as a big room, as big as the world, filled with white space and people with quantum wings, flitting about, creating information. There were tinted bubbles for people to share for privacy, and the lights never went
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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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not of time, but of all the clocks/
that tick along toward the end/
of all the possibilities.
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Running into the fire, the smoke and the chaos;
selfless first responders, innocent bystanders,
and dedicated runners
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She allowed him to wash her hair. Touching it in a wet state, running his hands through it in a soapy state, wringing the water out when he was finished—he was ecstatic.
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The night is very clear and unusually cold. We are so near to the star that its light banishes the darkness that tries futilely to extinguish it. A small village twinkles in the foothills to our east. The cry of a lost sheep cuts the night like a blade
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Zorro lived in his mother’s basement until he could get back on his feet.
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unwrapping
the gauze from her wrists....
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In this lab, where I work 40 hours a week,
live the ghosts of questions asked.
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Brian had spent the morning filling out applications all over Knox County, and by noon he was more than ready to call it a day. But apparently there was one last squirt of virtue in him, because heading home he saw a Help…
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“We know you’re in there, motherfucker. Step out, slowly, and we might keep you fit for an open casket funeral."
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His looks were polished like his shoes, his hair as black. No one would have guessed he made his living as a thief.
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Snipers wear camouflage clothing to avoid being seen. It wouldn’t do for a sniper to be seen because then the sniper might become the snipee.
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I read it all wrong. In writing her novel, I thought Marilynne Robinson was writing about twins — writing, in some way, about me. Instead, these characters, Lucille and Ruthie, were standard sisters, one older than the other. In fact, Robinson explains th
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salmon sits gentler on my palate
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It was the middle of May when I found out my teacher was screwing my mother.
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Things don't always go to plan. Gem knew what people would have said back then, of course. She wasn't stupid.
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Crack open the roof-- raise the battery on a platform with chains
up into the lightning
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Everybody called her The Crier because from time to time we would hear her crying.
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Since when has it become a crime to walk about a neighbourhood? No one will ever convince me that it 's okay to follow, harass, or approach any unarmed person with a gun and shoot them.
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The flash of love was real, the life within her was real, and the main thing now was to climb.
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A new philosophy stirs in its surgery.
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There was an empty box on his facebook page asking to be filled in with, “What’s on your mind?” He thought. "Hair?"
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"His middle name is Valentine, and when asked about it, he isn't sure why."
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The Rapture comes and goes unannounced in carbonated soda bubbles spicing the air.
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