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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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143022
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1430117
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the swarthy terror network
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143065
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This writers' conference (sponsored by VQR, which had run its banner ad atop the Fictionaut home page in the summer of 2014, which begins to explain both my attendance and this essay) revealed itself as an apt subject . . .
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143022
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Jason, the obnoxious host, thrusts his microphone against my nose.
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143020
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Some people hate Waikiki. Not me. Most hotels had lounges with live music, either inside or around the pool. Evenings were spent bar hopping up and down the strip, Kalakaua Avenue. The bars stayed open till 4:00 a.m. It was safe to walk…
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143047
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Early on, I looked for work; I walked the want-ad trail. Shuttle-driver, apartment leasing expert, laundry technician, account executive, PHP developer, dog sitter, sleep study subject – I would do anything that seemed steady.
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143033
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I contemplate the words that did not make it; the lost ones. The words deprived of their moment in the sun. These words. These words that are not part of the story.
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For a few/
vivid weeks, deciduous shrubs and trees/
will seem to glow like flames and embers
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143000
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Warranties are what made America great, although hers has expired and the mailbox will remain empty for another fifteen days.
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143085
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When Frank entered Michiko’s apartment, Michiko was not there.
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143043
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Her back turned, she wanders off
searching for the way home
wringing her hands,
trying to think, but thoughts
evade her.
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143065
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What a nation!
First we lost our money
Now we’ve lost our funny
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143020
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There is just something about a thin, white cotton v-neck t-shirt, he thought, as he ran his hand over bleary eyes and dehydrated lips. He wanted her, as always. But he needed just a little more rest. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail. It…
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“It felt like the space under my skin had been filled with desert sand. I did not open my eyes for my body was covered with the dust. A camel could have walked over me and not noticed. I needed to wipe my eyes before I could open them and my body was froz
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14301410
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Microscopic purposes emerged//
with their combinations and permutations
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143042
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You want to get laid talking socks
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143000
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Bobby took one out and looked at the date. "July 1965. Does that mean anything to you, Ma? Carla, T.J.?" Bobby handed the paper to my mother. "Why don't you spread it out on the counter to see if you can find something that he might have wanted…
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143065
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Infinity occurs as an afterthought, for discoverers like Columbus as for countries like America.
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143041
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On our back porch, the tiki torches are lit and so am I.
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142932
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Remembering Ginsberg
who howled through just about everybody's idea of the real weirdo poet
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142941
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At a rest stop in Montpelier, they stopped to buy Cokes and gum from the vending machines. He was showing off, trying to jimmy one of the locks with a safety pin but it stayed locked and she laughed at him and he said goddamn, look at all a them Milkyways
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14292014
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I become the accumulation/
of appetites
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142985
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—Mazel tov, schmazel tov!
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142900
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Captain Zeep came to Earth at last century's end to help pave the way for a Zorkian takeover by 2012 at the latest. Key to the game plan: Earthlings had to get dumber than eggplants. When George Bush stole the White House, Zeep figured, Bingo, dumb…
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“I’m making a dress,” she said, feeding the pages through the sewing machine.
He didn’t know how to answer. “Are those my books?”
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142953
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Either it was rescue--if the customer was alive to be found--or recovery, the term for bringing out the dead.
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142943
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“106 more miles,” she said.
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I have enclosed a newspaper clipping so you can see I’m telling the truth. I’m in the picture on the far right, standing near a maple tree with my mouth wide open in a scream. On the far left is a rearing horse with one of the local farm kids on it,
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I wondered if Mr. Slane even knew/
how many dogs he owned
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