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I don't believe in symbols
but there's a hole
in my living room window
in the shape of a bird
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156130
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…she smelled of sunflowers.
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1561158
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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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156100
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"I want more grandchildren to spoil," the woman said. Will took a swig of beer at such moments. Maxine only answered with “someday” and looked over toward her husband. She knew it was his fault, didn’t really know why, but blamed him anyway.
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156161
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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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156085
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Today clouds were dancing on the moon
Moon had a fit but drew in a breath
And let out a sigh
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1560103
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Palms planted firmly against his temples, Travis paced the room like a caged animal. Giant black bats screeched in his brain, their pointy wings scraping at the edges of his cranium.
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15601511
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The universe will fuck you over in the end./
That’s what it does, what it’s good at—
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156097
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After lunch I left my office and trickled along like a slow leak, a notch above meandering; gravity had become a lateral force that pulled me forward.
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156021
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the little crummy salon that churned out little fat women with pinked curly hair
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156000
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The Kid, The Executive, The Doctor, and The Actress.
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156000
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"Something happens in a magical, soulful part of the heart...and you see YOU. You see yourself."
"I can't look at myself."
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156033
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ABSOLUTELY DO NOT TAKE PICTURES OF ROBOTS!
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156020
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The building ejects my condominium like an enormous videocassette.
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156040
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We’re more into the punishment that works its way in through the skin and coats the heart anonymously.
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15602112
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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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156054
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It was uncomfortable to realize people had agendas. That there could be invisible realities.
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156022
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Exhausted, weak from the struggle against the personal gift of terrorism delivered by her ex-boyfriend, she died for a few minutes.
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156086
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WANTED: a Muse.
Former Special Forces solider turned poet seeking artistic inspiration. Brunettes preferred but blondes will not be turned away; gingers, however, are out of the question. Must have a voice that sounds like money, a self-destructive tem
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156031
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The blackout lasted longer than anyone thought. From my fifth story window, the whole city seemed to shut down. I heard noises above me. How could it be?
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155922
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There's a large tunnel that runs under my house. I can only estimate but it's not deep below the ground and that's what worries me.
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155995
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The number is very large/
and perpetually changes//
as old stars fade, explode,/
or collapse into something not stars
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155942
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True facts about Redbeard the communist pirate.
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155922
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Jason, the obnoxious host, thrusts his microphone against my nose.
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155911
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I would open an eye, waiting for it to absorb the scant light in the room, and I would see her on the far edge of the bed, the topography of her hips now a battlement to keep me at bay.
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155900
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"Nothingness had had enough. Nothingness had become militant. It had bought a camouflage jacket. It grew an afro. It burned its bra. Nothingness was pissed, and it wanted its stuff back."
|
155900
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Mint upon my palate, I rub sleep infused eyes and crawl under the covers. Oh blessed sleep, please descend upon this body and transverse this fatigue. Eyes closed, bring a wavering blackness upon subtle lids. The conversation begins…
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155932
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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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15591814
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The phone rings. The oven beeps./
The locomotive whistles and howls.
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155900
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she thinks she looks good in her short red dress, black makeup around her eyes, last night's lipstick a slap of crimson on her cheek.
"like this," she says, holding the hammer above her head.
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