| 1380  2  1   
 | my maddening pyromaniac,/ you're burning up my heart/ so open up your broad-toothed mouth/ and let me pour the ashes in. | 
		
		
			| 1380  2  1   
 | Forgetting her inhibitions, she dove for him.  | 
		
		
			| 1380  6  5   
 | The boy heard loud barks and squeals, climbed on a chair, and looked out the window at the barnyard and the faded blood red barn. | 
		
		
			| 1380  2  1   
 | Ben was in no mood for games. His ribs hurt and his eye was painful. He would have to tell this girl, who had flicked her tongue in his ear and who did not sound like Sophie, to get lost 
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			| 1380  11  10   
 | Paris is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.  | 
		
		
			| 1380  6  0   
 | You're so insecure; you probably think this story is about you.Well, you would be right. | 
		
		
			| 1380  2  2   
 | “I’m pregnant,” he says... | 
		
		
			| 1380  14  4   
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			| 1380  6  6   
 | I sneak glances of her unhooking the clasp, taking it off, so that her back is bare, and I can see the muscles, the bones underneath move as she puts the new one on... | 
		
		
			| 1380  7  5   
 | I am no different to her, living seven days ahead
of myself, looking forward to looking back,
as we Irish do so fondly | 
		
		
			| 1380  12  11   
 | After my vasectomy, I got a T-shirt with a picture of an orange on it. It said "All Juice, No Seeds." | 
		
		
			| 1380  0  0   
 | A month before the real flowers came, amputated trees for 31 miles were festooned with pink blossoms. The petals were tufts of Fiberglass insulation shorn from houses incapable of withstanding 260-mph winds -- more than twice the punch Katrina delivered t | 
		
		
			| 1379  8  5   
 | Today clouds were dancing on the moon
Moon had a fit but drew in a breath
And let out a sigh
 | 
		
		
			| 1379  12  5   
 | She sometimes ate her dinner standing up, in front of her living room window. | 
		
		
			| 1379  7  7   
 | I can barely pick out the numbers on the houses | 
		
		
			| 1379  11  5   
 |       His grandmother's recipe called for the pasta dough to be  beaten with a bone--and not just any bone either. It had to be a human femur.  This was his first hurdle. Where would he get such a thing at this hour in this  part of town? Or, for that matter, at any… | 
		
		
			| 1379  10  4   
 | feet that would run until their soles were pages of Gideon’s Bibles, worn too thin to touch | 
		
		
			| 1379  11  7   
 | ... his skin glistened
like a sharp blade  | 
		
		
			| 1379  5  4   
 | Many hours to make a brick: many bricks to make a curve. | 
		
		
			| 1379  3  1   
 | There was no one there, but the smell of cooked bacon permeated the hall, triggering borborygmus in his stomach. He loved that word, but not his empty stomach. | 
		
		
			| 1379  7  5   
 | o christ/ here you are again/ you sickness appearing in my brain/ pouring smog from my jaw/ my body hot and cold as though sleepless/ while i could sleep/ centuries/ undisturbed/ and awaken, tireder still./ | 
		
		
			| 1379  7  7   
 | And a delicacy
in the right regrets. | 
		
		
			| 1378  3  2   
 | I unwrap my #4, the greasy smell wafting over my nostrils, and I pause, with the understanding that this will be the highlight of my day, and that I should savor the moment, and then I bite in. | 
		
		
			| 1378  3  3   
 | At least ten people have been shot by their dogs since 2004, usually in hunting accidents. (AARP Bulletin, January February 2016)If somebody phones you claiming to be with the IRS, it's a scam. The real IRS will only open communications with a taxpayer via the U.S.… | 
		
		
			| 1378  2  1   
 | Funny, funny stuff.  She'll be here all week--be sure and tip your speech therapist! | 
		
		
			| 1378  0  0   
 | 1.   HeWomen's heads turned when Remy stopped in the doorway — as they always did. He noticed — as he always did — but paid no attention as he scanned the room.  Too nervy to care. No sign of Fiona. Good. It paid to be the one doing the… | 
		
		
			| 1378  12  12   
 | I'm walking you / through Pere Lachaise | 
		
		
			| 1378  10  11   
 | She left knives and hot pots with handles akimbo. Like a guardian angel, he turned them in. Like an ungrateful Eve, she turned them back out. | 
		
		
			| 1378  4  2   
 | When he was certain he was ready, he set out. The journey was arduous for a man of his years. Yet, he seemed to spring to it, like a dog to a bone. Maybe like a lion to it's prey; mostly in the best way possible for a man such as he.
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			| 1378  5  3   
 | My Aunt's husband liked to dress up like a clown |