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She said “I have to go”, he answered with his eyes “Don't” and they stepped closer to each other in the kitchen, a step on the tiled floor, the remnants of their tea cold on the counter top.
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160732
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Somniloquies rise like the drowned . . .
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160797
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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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160700
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"Do you know how long they've waited for you?" Elle asked. "At first, it was every day after school, waiting at the windows. They wouldn't go play with friends because they wanted to be here, in case you returned. Then, they used to believe you would come
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160710
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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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160798
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"Sara, do you taketh it with your eyes?"
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160742
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Culloden County, MS - 1989 All Janine knew was the idiot had a gun. As to why he would ever need one was beyond her. He couldn't look dumber holding it, either. He was too small for it, or at least he looked that way to…
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160786
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You left for the glittery wild of West Hollywood. I guess L.A.'s off-limits now. My heart goes fucking tachy when I drive over Kellogg Hill past Forest Lawn and see the skyline glowing through the rainbow haze of sunset. You're out there, out in the…
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160777
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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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16071210
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What did it mean? What would a psychologist say? Oh, who cares. In my opinion, we ask why, what, when, where, and how too often.
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160753
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under your skin the moon is alive
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160732
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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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16071410
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A woman posted a story on Fictionaut about discovering that her husband was a werewolf.
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16071411
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chains across all the old doors
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160765
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We now live in post-Postmodern Absurdist fear of course, says our smiling Prof. That’s the price we pay he tells us. . . .
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160799
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I’m from the Land of Sky Blue Waters. I grew up in a lake. I think I’m half fish.
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160777
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I’m decades in and it hasn’t gone away.
In all other respects, I am normal. Life
is hard, but I’m not complaining. The thing
is, I am in a constant state of falling.
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16071610
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Shadows are so admirable in film noir
less so on x-rays and mammograms
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160712
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she shivered in the ceasefire like a virginal nude brought to life.
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160640
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blueberry tea and vodka on a Friday night
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1606126
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My ChurchThe white dressThe bridesmaidsThe friends, the familySadnessMy church knewno music
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160674
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I don’t know what to do with all this money flowing from my books.
It’s burning a hole in my literary pocket.
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160610
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No matter how much he composes and prepares, he cannot override the electrical trigger in his brain. Something to do with the resonance of physical memory. It remembers amplitudes of current.
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160681
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The thing Bentley remembered most about her was she had no body odor. None.
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160643
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The snow buzzes in the Ritalin air beneath Dairy Queen clouds
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160650
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I made her a mix tape. It was revolutionary. Twenty-two songs she had to hear at least once in her life. I even drew some trippy drug-like designs on the label of the CD to make it seem more real. It was the ocean and the sun and every body of land balled up…
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160651
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There was a knock at the front door of Apartment Number 9. Ace Quana tried to beat his wiener dog, Little Ace to the door, but he could not. For while Little Ace had stubby legs like wet…
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160666
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It's really not too bad. The personI am was me. We laughed insidethose sacred places at all the monieswell spent. We walked in the gardenswithout any shoes on. Not one singleflower seemed to mind. And now it'sa forgotten mess or so I've imagined.I'd rather you think about…
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160653
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160696
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Scientists have discovered what I already did once on dope
way back in the Sixties.
There are so many other earths out there
that they are almost infinite.
Now in our other lives we have to
shuttle from planet to planet
reading our poems. And
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