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“So, do you still think I'm hot? I mean, do you think men still find me attractive?” Jenny asks. This is never a good question to answer, much less entertain. I know this as surely as I know anything. Still, let's break it down. I am married. Jenny is…
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162051
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Nicole knows that Deirdre is winding up for the weekly pitch, practicing the line in her mind.
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162032
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it's the constant reminders of something that was never a constant remind her but i suppose there is no ticking clock on that which is wondrous and it was right right it's hard to come up with cleverly phrased universal truths and it's hard to make…
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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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162095
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A spire
that had stood one hundred and forty years
fell in
a single second of the blackest day.
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162043
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You think about the first time you saw an axe
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162064
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When he smashed his plate in my lap, the dog hung around, licking my wrist and hoping that he would get some milk, too. With my luck, he'd jump in the pool, getting grass clippings all over the edge. My nails were sharp that day, I had to cut them, and I did while…
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She flew through the air, linen skirt billowing around her. Below, her buckled bicycle was taking a different route. Less aerodynamic than she, its trajectory was brief, crashing into the ditch. Elspeth kept on flying. Time slowed, and expanded
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162011
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There is no cement stronger than the one holding a miserable couple together.
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162032
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“Life is on life’s terms,” she told me once. Her arm, wrapped in clear cellophane, was freshly adorned with a green-pigmented sand-dollar: a living shell.
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162001
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I followed the curve of the etched Koi, its filigree scales arcing across a taut midriff toward the indent of her pierced navel, where a collection of water lilies drifted on the surface of her skin.
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162064
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The cat wound itself around Megan’s neck, its purring curling through Megan’s consciousness. She was the cat and then herself, both things at once.
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1620158
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She is too stylish to be crazy, is what the migrant probably thinks. And he's right.
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16201610
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Shadows are so admirable in film noir
less so on x-rays and mammograms
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161933
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Excelsior: A Poem in Nine Parts Preface: Musings on a Lighthouse by an Eastern Isle (Suggested by a painting by Mario Larrinaga) It is bright tonight; this plain, displaced from place In Time's broad flight, yields…
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161964
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OF ALL 2,000 YEARS 10 Point The city after the snow was Medieval, the thousand paths wound as browsing deer. Inside her coat what wild heart. Lethe The beads were rolled-river at her throat, milk blue on a yellow string. I…
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16191411
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Tender bodies sizzle on the grill.
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161911
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Published in Exquisite CorpseI…
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161994
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The man's dog slipped away one night. He left soon after.
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161910
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“We’re never going to get off the treadmill of paying ever-higher taxes," I said, "unless we get some creative suggestions from a professional bisexual tax advisor.”
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1619106
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People Who Go to Poems for Truth
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161921
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Forgetting her inhibitions, she dove for him.
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1619109
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...when they decided to teach her a lesson, it was with particular vigor and vitriol...
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161977
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To tell the truth, I can’t complain. Look, lots of people have it tough. I don’t have it tough...
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161930
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The Snowman grinned malevolently as the Sugar Plum fairies shook in their tiny powdered boots."Santa has one more hour and then you're all marshmallow toasts!" the Snowman said. He laughed and he laughed. His evil plan? He wanted the key to time delivered to him personally…
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161932
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Von Meckel had us all go out and paint this huge red square around the Red Diaper Baby factory. Then he held a big naming rally, at noon, during our lunch break. We weren’t allowed to eat our sandwiches. There was all this pomp and circumstance. We were
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161932
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His academic nightmare is set in an examination hall, where the student takes a seat at a folding table in the center of the room.
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161954
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we gave divided houses / child stand up anyway
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16191814
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The phone rings. The oven beeps./
The locomotive whistles and howls.
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