1613 9 8
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we name invasive species,
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You think I don't know, that's your whole stupid problem. You don't believe in anyone. You must enjoy living in a dark lonely universe. I don't know if you know or not about the lights that live in your own head, but I believe …
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The catchy tune and cloying lyrics/
nonetheless etch their patterns
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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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161344
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Charles tapped the anger management code on his steering wheel. He rolled down his street and saw Jack Watson throwing stuff into the trunk of his black Volvo coupe. He waved, but Jack did not wave back. Jack's face was blazing red. He looked like he might have a…
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1612114
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He is leaning back against a pillar watching the dancing; a spectator to joy – both planned and spontaneous – that’s unfolding in bodies fourteen and fifteen years old in front of him.
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1612126
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My ChurchThe white dressThe bridesmaidsThe friends, the familySadnessMy church knewno music
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161221
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Sure my man. Show me the token I’ll show you the slice.
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"Sara, do you taketh it with your eyes?"
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The sighs of the nearby shore came to me through an open window.Wave after gentle wave caressed her broad, sand crusted skin. Mesmerized, I lay still.The in out sound of breathing now filled the room.Your warmth enveloping me like the satin…
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161212
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“Choices overwhelmed us,” Thomas continued, years later, “like waves crashing.”
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161232
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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’re more into the punishment that works its way in through the skin and coats the heart anonymously.
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The aisle, nave and/
transept twist themselves/
into an auditorium.
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Mark Reep is a faded Polaroid oracle taped to the only unbroken window of an abandoned house in Ithaca NY.
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Jesus is for sale. But he’s heavy.
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The world is upon us. The only thing that matters Now is if you are willing to be seen by them. Many moths Will be hidden by simply gathering on the bark Of the one tree, but this will not sustain you if you Do not also have the courage…
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161122
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No one had told the newer tenants that the dead would be given votes, and they were in an uproar: it wasn’t legal; it wasn’t fair; it was creepy.
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Somniloquies rise like the drowned . . .
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161185
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It's all over now, Baby Blue...
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161100
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She didn't want to let go of the crumpled tissue she had been holding all this time, as it is wrong to litter, but she finally did, and felt free. Released. Bad. Naughty. Almost orgasmic.
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Jason, the obnoxious host, thrusts his microphone against my nose.
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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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161186
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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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161177
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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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"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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161110
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If you work with the public, you're stressed. Unreasonable customers. Demanding bosses. Reduced staffing. I love my job, but the workload is tough and getting tougher. What can we do to keep our spirits up?Play Customer Appreciation! It's simple. Assign a point value…
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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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The thing Bentley remembered most about her was she had no body odor. None.
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