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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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It turned out Eel’s brain corrects for imbalance, and he can only feel danger for a moment or two.
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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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The service was a disaster. The Protestants bobbed up and down. They didn't know when to stand, when to sit. I
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Rose lifted her 55-year-old legs until they were perpendicular to the bed and admired how girlish they looked. It gave her the sexy legs of a 20-year old, if the morning light was right and she squinted a bit.
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Three teeth. You can pick them out if you hit pause just right. Probably not a person in the entire valley who hasn’t seen that video from the Eastern Cheerleading Finals. They even showed the tape on the eleven o’clock news in Scranton, my face ci
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Jesus is for sale. But he’s heavy.
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We discussed the epic poems/
and agreed to write a new one.
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Mo Dean woke up sober.
And tired.
Tired of life, of soiled pants, rash, vomit, and whiskey sweat. Tired of holes in his pockets and blisters on his feet, of hanging signs asking for dimes and getting only pennies. And most of all, tired of the police.
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Snakes have no eyelids, no hips, no lobby in Washington (some creatures do!) and little support at home.
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I’m trying to get this said, this piece of fact. If I am a person who can own something, then that something that I own is not me, not me as a person. I do not own my foot, my foot is my own. It’s like a whatsit, a semantic distinction I’m trying to
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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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No king of Ithaca, but of each/
whining, banging, dust–clouded island/
of focused, physical work
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Her cash. It smelled like seven-dollar-a-quart gardenia perfume and cave aged cheese—like hope overgrown with mildew.
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. . . he wants to organize society into its most efficient configuration with everyone thinking alike and willingly cooperating. Only then, he believes, can humanity reach its full potential.
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No twinkle- so, planet, not star./
And bright, so either Venus/
or Jupiter. I’m guessing, Jupiter.
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my molars are dancing, tekka-tekking to the strung-out paint can groove of my heart.
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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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I still see Big Mama leaning over her garden to pick a zinnia to put in her still life. Her old pink slip, hanging diagonally a foot under her hiked up, ragged, stained dress, half covered by her paint smock, which matched her white, faux fur, bedroom sli
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Your favorite nickname
existed only in the bright red
cherry smoldering
at the end of your smoke.
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It's all over now, Baby Blue...
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I supposed reluctantly that Princeton is soft as Macalester College is soft. A person could die just for having attended U.W.-Madison or Yale.
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The universe extracts no retribution./
It annihilates without a thought/
of evil/good, sin/virtue.
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Everybody breaks.
Everything splinters.
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" I have no idea what's goin on out here, and I'm gonna find out one way or another."
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Byron's achievement, certainly quite remarkable, is to have raised the drunken monologue to a literary form.
Edmund Wilson
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...when they decided to teach her a lesson, it was with particular vigor and vitriol...
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I found the hand eight months ago, after I planned to grow a meadow of tiny yellow blossoms in my yard.
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