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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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Of all the authors in the library, it was a wife from Maryland who called out from her marriage dormer I was not to read her.
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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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Emi stood up and turned to Mayumi. She did not know what else to say. There was a sense of helplessness.
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Easing her hand with her other hand.
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Beautiful boy! I am doomed / to have attended your presence; / time consumes us, but you / have changed so little...
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It turned out Eel’s brain corrects for imbalance, and he can only feel danger for a moment or two.
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Listen to him barking in the night. Fear shifts on the bed next to you, hogging the covers. Stare at the ceiling and wonder what to do. Forget his birthday. Forget he is forty-two. Forget the phone call from Berkeley twenty-one years…
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My wife tells me/your dog has vomited/
on the carpet AGAIN!
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He was choking on the fumes.
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You should never have believed your daddy when he said a man with half a dog was better off than a man with no dog at all.
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When I first started out in my working career, I made it the habit of obtaining jobs with companies that were about to go under. (I wrote more books while on unemployment than by any other method.) I was a real bloodhound at sniffing out the pre-dawn od
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... and photos of friends from former lives: the Wolfman; Drac; the Mummy; my ungrateful Son; even my gold-digging, coat-tailer ex-wife.
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No one had told the newer tenants that the dead would be given votes, and they were in an uproar: it wasn’t legal; it wasn’t fair; it was creepy.
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My ChurchThe white dressThe bridesmaidsThe friends, the familySadnessMy church knewno music
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Sulawesi-Kalosi brews bitter and watery without proper care.
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But Jake doesn't hear anything. He is pure, unfiltered, liquid rage. Jake kicks Rolex dude once, twice, five times in the ribs. On the last kick, there is a snapping sound.
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I could smell a bold combination of cheap perfume, stale smoke, and sex excreting from her weathered pores. The bus engine hummed as we climbed a winding road. She scratched her neck and tried to finger comb through her knotted hair. I caught a glimpse of
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in the much more terrorizing display/
of male pattern stupidity//
as seen so often on TV/
in the House and at Fox News.
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This was just noise now – pure, raw noise, grabbed from their throats and flung high by some sharp claws of violence buried in their breasts. Even from his third floor apartment, they sounded like they were right outside his window now. It was if they h
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I am speeding on the highway at 2AM because no one is here...
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I worry for the daffodils/
and there optimistic yellow bursts./
I worry for the over-eager clover,//
prodigious green on crepe myrtles,/
even for the early green of nut grass.
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Hissing through the opening, the spirits have no place.
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Except where its waves break gently,/
white frothed and reassuring along the shore,
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Are you a hostile person who gets into trouble when you express your anger? Would you like to annoy the hell out of people and get away with it?
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A pair of flowers leaned on each other, almost holding one another, their petals hanging off by the edge. Emi touched one of the petals to hold it up, but the dark mist appeared and made it fall off.
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But I don't see the cabinets, or know how to put the 4 chapters he's talking about today into the drawers that are invisible, floating, above his bed he's been in for a year, me sitting next to him, becoming a spinster.
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We were a perfect match of broken pieces of flesh and cobalt. We moved in waves of couch plastic crinkling and clicking.
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