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Roy Carver owned a big tire retreading outfit over on the Mississippi.
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You might want to think twice before inviting Henry David Thoreau to your next dinner party...
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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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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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True facts about Redbeard the communist pirate.
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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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ABSOLUTELY DO NOT TAKE PICTURES OF ROBOTS!
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Vegas is turning out to be my kind of town. Easy money, free booze, and everyone is too overstimulated to realize I’m broadcasting right into their noggins.
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One of the drunk men, a dear friend, hunk, as he updated me, now living the existence of a poet, called from San Francisco to say he would take the plane to Minneapolis, do it, then leave me to raise the baby.
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They meant no harm when they flooded farms in its swirls and eddies
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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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What a beautiful day it was, what a wonderful day to lose one's mind. This is what you think going into it, that it is all a wonderful dream come true, and sure I'll have my hands full, but at the end of the day it will be worth something. If I hang in long enough,…
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Q: What's the best song to sing to your doc before cataract surgery?
A: I Only Have Eyes For You
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The questions we ask ourselves define who we are as a culture. “What is the meaning of life?” “Is there a God?” “Does anybody really know what time it is?” “Where the hell did I put my car keys?” To see what…
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Not only half-full/
but stress-fractured
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The knees remind you: you are old,/
and broken, and unlikely to improve
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The sun was at the edge of the earth. The shadows around Ayane and her friends brought the creature closer.
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salmon sits gentler on my palate
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The Kid, The Executive, The Doctor, and The Actress.
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It was the middle of May when I found out my teacher was screwing my mother.
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The man was happy, filled with it, the happiest he had ever been. He was so happy that he felt he did not deserve it and he deflated.
A woman with apples for shoulders and an eep for a laugh told him that he did deserve to be happy and the man thought
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This guy struts and never walks, and while doing so he reads and sends text messages and emails from his smart phone and so never walks in a straight line.
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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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R just sent me a funny text:
Nice nice shit rainbows
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because you pay/
for it to matter to me.
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BECAUSE to fuck is an incidental REASON to be here
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This is the most frustrating kind of amnesia.
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Harpo was there with his wife. Harpo’s girlfriend came up behind the couch where I was sitting, and I ran my hand up her leg underneath her dress.
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His face was creased with sadness the first time in the room and he danced his tai chi like a young man half his age, and laughed, like headtrippers do, from the neck up.
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The supervisor, sensing the fear in me, pats my hand and says "Never you mind! This is normal in the tomato. Every few days we rile up, make sauce, and regrow again. Have you ever been in spaghetti sauce before?"
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