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I want to ask him why not now, right here on the living room floor when Rosie is out for the day. Instead, I suggest Sunday afternoon. I can make grilled cheese sandwiches and we'll eat them on the veranda. I'll take off my tennis skirt and unbutton my...
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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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The universe will fuck you over in the end./
That’s what it does, what it’s good at—
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The moon hung in the sky, round and pale, under cover of some wispy clouds.
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The email landed in his inbox.He'd been staring at the empty screen for a while now even though, really, he hadn't been expecting anything to arrive, yet there it was.He sat and stared, not daring to click it. He knew he shouldn't have sent a mail in the first place. He…
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The pier stretched out by where sharks came and men waited with beautiful dirty buckets that held strange and dangerous things, buckets with fish guts, buckets with blood, with character, buckets like prophets or a gritty desert walking saviour like Chris
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The universe extracts no retribution./
It annihilates without a thought/
of evil/good, sin/virtue.
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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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we gave divided houses / child stand up anyway
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Megumi paused for a moment, understanding Mrs. Akamatsu’s concern, but looking back at the Society, she shook her head in rejection.
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The fly comes in against my will/
and hers. She would prefer/
the wider world with its piles of shit
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In the graph of life or death, two axes will inevitably meet. Will it be as jarring as two sharp and well-hewn axes colliding?
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On that balcony, on every other day, she practised her other, more worldly religion - gardening, specifically sunflowers.
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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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Each memory of Fall reminds me of the harvest; Surely this is not a thought to turn the thought of dying. Black the turning point, there is a glint at the tip of the wing: Perhaps it rises from its cinders as I wish when I was waning, …
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"His middle name is Valentine, and when asked about it, he isn't sure why."
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addict for validation and cat tongues
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The combined smells of ocean breeze, grilled cheese sandwiches, incense and sweat and burning herb that wafted over from Shakedown, along with windblown notes from tinny car speakers all rolled into a potent sensory cocktail he hadn’t tasted in far too l
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Jojo dolls & basketballs
a mindflex & pick-up sticks
Parcheesi and—no, not Parcheesi
a supersoaker, a Care Bear
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I stole forth dimly in the dripping pause
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A shadowless torpedo shaped form plummeted from the grey, overcast skies upon the many unsuspecting. No remote pilot thousands of miles away guided this particular descent.
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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."
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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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It was midnight. I was outside the cottage, digging another row of star-shaped holes for the shrubbery.
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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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We’re more into the punishment that works its way in through the skin and coats the heart anonymously.
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A woman posted a story on Fictionaut about discovering that her husband was a werewolf.
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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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A story about convincing people to do things they don't want to do, written entirely in dialogue; originally published by CHEAP POP.
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Even if you're doing it together, there's no unity when everyone's dancing to their own tune.
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