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This is what it is to feel yourself forget.
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140464
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After the ship stopped shaking, the angry flashes of warning lights discontinued, a few people could be heard sobbing or whispering prayers.
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140494
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When it starts looking bad enough, I bundle up and head out the door.
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140421
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"In the grave my lips will still be moving."
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140477
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"We're practicing," she signs, "for an earthquake."
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140452
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Roy Carver owned a big tire retreading outfit over on the Mississippi.
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140463
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. . . music and dance, theatrical performance of tragedies and comedies . . . a primeval orientation, celebrating the cultivation of herbs and vines . . . ritualistic use of intoxicants, to remove inhibitions, to liberate participants . . .
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14041410
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Microscopic purposes emerged//
with their combinations and permutations
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1404139
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I. he leans his messy head against the walland contemplates his wild mistakeshe discovers a nest of red spidersoutside his rotting basement doorhe watches television in his socksand…
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140477
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The light on his face from a lamp,
felt hat with a black band scrunched down,
the light on his face as though thrown there,
the nose creating a strong shadow,
with dark, straight eyebrows under the hat,
red and orange beard.
Leaning forwar
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140431
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I am calling to tell you what’s going to happen tomorrow.
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140355
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The first time I saw Little Man was on a bright, hot afternoon near the end of November, when the trains had just pulled into the fair grounds and the familiar smell of upturned turf and sun-basked animals returned to Sarasota.
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140332
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In retrospect, we should have been a cult.
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140300
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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…
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140341
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Byron's achievement, certainly quite remarkable, is to have raised the drunken monologue to a literary form.
Edmund Wilson
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140321
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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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140353
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The arrangements of lights on the cracking towers are a segment of Orion’s belt, the handle of the Big Dipper and a section of Andromeda’s spine.
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140344
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Betrayal of course is the great human crime. As I found out when . . . .
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14032112
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No twinkle- so, planet, not star./
And bright, so either Venus/
or Jupiter. I’m guessing, Jupiter.
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1403116
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The question isn't whether we will survive-/
like rats, we are supremely adaptive-//
but whether we should survive.
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140384
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When the hay was ripe it stirred and rippled like water.
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140353
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Dear Ray Bradbury, yesterday
was my thirteenth birthday, and I could not stop thinking of the
Mennonite girl in the milkwhite bonnet,
the squint of her eye, the twitch of her anxious finger on the trigger,
sudden holes bloomi
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140321
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They could cram Rob inside the trunk and then drop him somewhere in the dingles.
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1402149
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Pain is the saddle which rides me
Pain is the cowboy's gun
More morphing, please!
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140231
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There was a hole in my tooth. It wouldn't let anything go.
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140230
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Naked American Apparel models romp with elk and antelope, and the Ghost of Richard Nixon directs traffic with the grace of a Wounded Hyena.
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140274
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An old man in overalls with rags on his head known locally as Bo Peep made his way up from the black side of town to the white. After listening for a few moments, he shook his head in disgust. “Boy, you can’t play them blues.”
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140200
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Welcome to the genocide city zone I'm sure you'll enjoy your stay We've been killing folks here All the live-long day If you want to join us You'll have to pay the price Your soul's the cost, so ante up C'mon and shoot the dice Welcome to the genocide city zone …
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140276
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Anyone thinking they aren’t alone on life’s journey has their head up their ass.
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140244
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It was one of those weekday mornings in early spring when Marjorie and I could wander from chapel to chapter house with only security guards for company.
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