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One minute Rudy was sitting up close to me, asking me how could Geppetto make a little boy out of a piece of wood, and the next, Steve was pounding up the stairs, yelling, "Carla, get blankets, warm clothes; we're leaving, we won't be back."
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14212110
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The fly comes in against my will/
and hers. She would prefer/
the wider world with its piles of shit
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142121
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"In the grave my lips will still be moving."
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142184
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When the hay was ripe it stirred and rippled like water.
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142121
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The Syringimals were filled to their 60 ml capacity with a gelatinous ocher blood. They fluttered around using sparkly wings stolen from Disney fairies, and attempted language through wax lips that were usually secured with scotch tape.
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142100
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My face in your face The light in your eyes Dancing and twirling Growing, alive A hall of mirrors reflecting me Shards of glass Silver and black Injure and cut Years of bad luck A hall of mirrors protecting me Wrinkles and bags Time's been unkind Disease and…
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142174
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We are all in big trouble. Here's some fiction to let your soul experience the beast.
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142087
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First he wrote it in wet cement at the intersection:
“Tad Loves Kimberley,”
with a big heart around it.
He was real proud, you could see.
But then later on that year, the graffiti began
appearing everywhere, on all the store walls:
“Kimberle
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1420116
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Is this a place to show posterity and mortality?
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142043
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He sits, a large man with a walrus mustache, pondering a gold telegraph key.
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142031
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He came to a spot on the edge of the strawberry fields where he liked to sit with his brother and watch the turkey buzzards circle overhead
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142032
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On shingle of seashells &
Bullet shells,
Ghosts drift along the shore
Of the Black Sea.
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142086
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My uncle lived part-time in prison, in a cell with a blanket, pillow, and towel. The remainder of his days he lived in a small house on Prospect Street.
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14201210
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When his wife left him, a friend told him that resentments were like canceled checks. You weren't going to get your money back.
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141922
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There's a large tunnel that runs under my house. I can only estimate but it's not deep below the ground and that's what worries me.
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141997
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The Girl with a typewriter mouthhas a body like a single sheet of blank white paper. I wasobsessed with the Beatles, she tellsme. Well, there are worse things to beobsessed with, I tell her. No, shesays, I mean REALLY obsessed. Oh,is all I can think to reply to…
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141953
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and watched you grinning from your opulent spinning cages and although you were never less than always remarkably perfumed, toappeal I'm guessing to the sniffing about masses, to me they've…
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141933
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He reacted as if I had sprinkled holy water upon his furnaces.
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141962
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George was the biggest coward alive. But he was too afraid to admit it. But that therein was his cowardice. He couldn't face the truth. He couldn't face his weakness. It made him uncomfortable, the thought that he might need to change.
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141920
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Time stole you from underneath the goldendock. Writhing there, slick as a flapping tongue;lips gored, red, whose gaping could embolden weak hands behind the blazing buck blade, long ago pierced in your summer quietus, beneath the soft shade of a tackle box, as the…
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141921
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Jill's number was flashing on Carol's caller ID. Jill, the baby sister she had practically raised after their mother died of a stroke when Carol was 12. It had been months since they'd talked. Jill had been avoiding Carol because Jill's idiot husband Mark…
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141942
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Downton Abbey and The Beverly Hillbillies. They're practically the same show.
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141973
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I sat in the dark, mashing damp sand like clumps of brown sugar into my palm while the heavy Gulf air blew my hair into ropes. Sometimes I worried that I was unable to need people, but, as much as the thought upset me, I couldn't make myself truly want t
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141964
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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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141912
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May 1890 Rifle, COLORADO Only pressure can change one thing into another. In terms of time, the…
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141933
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Much as the cockerel crows the break of day/ So, too, has our love similar herald,
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141996
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Let's make a monetary enticement for writers who can revel in the magnitude of this tragedy...
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141900
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They were working on the factory floor when they died, the auspices of mayhem filtering out to a host of ravens gleaning the neighboring fields. Clouds of them fled the scene around the time of the incident turning the day into twilight…
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141985
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My grandmother is magnificently breasted in her floor-length nightgown.
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141954
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I smell it, it smells/Of giggles and leg shaking
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