1659 2 1
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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 was looking for an inn to get a cup of calf soup before jacking ribs at the mutton joint. Feng calls, running numbers on an engine zone out in the valley.
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1659 13 12
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Forty years later he was still her Romeo, she his Juliet.
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1659 5 3
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1659 2 2
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Suppose Eve, strolling through the sunlit Garden, had not stumbled on that particular Tree at all, the wily serpent twined in its lower branches?
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1659 11 8
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I can’t decide whether I want to be buried or cremated when I die.
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1659 3 0
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1659 3 1
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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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1658 4 1
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Pinnacles
State Park
lying on our backs
stoned on hash
around a campfire
looking up at the
clear see-through
blue green stars
to the other side
of the universe
I know now
you are out there
I float up to
within 2
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1658 7 4
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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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1658 8 6
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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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1658 5 4
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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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1658 7 4
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Easing her hand with her other hand.
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. . . the empiricism of the mechanical had wound tight into her, lessons her few calendars could never impart without aid from sundials, hourglasses, clocks.
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1658 9 8
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On my twenty-second birthday, in the spring of 1979, I had a crawfish boil, my first. Ninety pounds of red mudbugs on a picnic table spread with newspaper, my birthday cake sitting at the end of the table like an afterthought.I hadn't…
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The phone rings. The oven beeps./
The locomotive whistles and howls.
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chains across all the old doors
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1658 15 7
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I fondly remember those warm, weekend evenings at twilight on the beach. After the frolic of the waves flattened, sending the surfers home and, after the last bait was spent, sending the surfcasters away, I'd set up the little, foldable, 3‘x4', rectangular stage I always…
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1657 11 4
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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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1657 8 7
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there’s more to life than poontang
but not when you’re sixteen and
your hands are full of heavy breasts
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1657 8 5
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Snipers wear camouflage clothing to avoid being seen. It wouldn’t do for a sniper to be seen because then the sniper might become the snipee.
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1657 6 4
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My mother moved her things out of my parents’ bedroom into the attic guest room. When I asked where guests would sleep, my father said, “Matthew, don’t be an asshole.”
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1657 11 7
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respect your parents. or not.
stay put. or not.
finish school. or not.
get married. or not.
stay married. or not.
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"Sara, do you taketh it with your eyes?"
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i hear the boom boom boom
in the room room room
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1657 9 5
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I fear my personal information travels the World Wide Web/
and mad Ukrainians will steal my name and wealth./
I fear the fiscal cliff and raising the ceiling on national debt./
I fear a death by taxes.
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1657 14 5
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Anson Chi/
tried to kill my wife
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1657 5 4
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This is why the earth revolves around the sun: refrigerator magnets.
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That won’t kill me, will it? I asked. Maybe, the doctor said.
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