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Underwater your eyes collapseand your feet touch decayed leavesand soft sand at the lake's bottom, the texture of tenderized flesh,maybe an intestineYou spring to the surface tofind your skull met by waterflies, and their limbstweak your peaceOn the shore your…
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161941
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"His middle name is Valentine, and when asked about it, he isn't sure why."
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161864
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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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They found it naught however as it was lost at metro stops, canceled appointments and in ever dimming light that failed to reflect what was instead of what could have been.
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God had decided to resign. Not even two weeks notice. He just resigned. Point blank.
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161800
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The moon hung in the sky, round and pale, under cover of some wispy clouds.
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The location : Vic's Seedy Space Bar. No, that's not just a description, that's the real name.
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161821
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my maddening pyromaniac,/ you're burning up my heart/ so open up your broad-toothed mouth/ and let me pour the ashes in.
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salmon sits gentler on my palate
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161810
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It was the middle of May when I found out my teacher was screwing my mother.
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161821
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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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161865
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I dragged you that last half mile Me such a slip of a thing, one bite mark visible You the bear, your growl now only audible When you furred from kerb to road to kerb The December snow followed us Dragging Christmas red behind you As I ignored my…
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161871
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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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his mother brought him to me/ when he was very young/ maybe a few months old,/ born in arizona july.
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I do not know what zinzins is, what a zinzins is, who zinzins is.
I do not want to know
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161865
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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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161800
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She didn’t think of herself as an undesirable, no, she didn’t, but did find herself cowering in face of the presumed judgment of those around her. They had more money, more clout, more everything.
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161754
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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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161776
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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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161711
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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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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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1617114
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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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161734
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What I Love About HistoryMy roommate, Cara, wears all black, which she thinks scares me. I've never bothered to tell her I wore all black for two years, eighth and ninth grade, and I'm just over it, not that I think she's lame or passé, but there's nothing remotely…
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161766
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You might want to think twice before inviting Henry David Thoreau to your next dinner party...
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161621
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The leaves were meaningless because they were no longer connected to the trees.
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161653
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It was midnight. I was outside the cottage, digging another row of star-shaped holes for the shrubbery.
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1616106
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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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161676
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I keep attempting to start a correspondence with people / but they end up not being interested in me, / either that or I scare them away / because I usually begin with: / “Well, my favorite philosopher is Hegel..."
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A look flashed across his face as if someone had hooked up his genitals to a car battery.
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hookers are better educated these days
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