1426 10 10
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I take her to the zoo, and the tigers get out. The little tigers, I mean. Cubs. Two of them.
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142553
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papaya over-ripe displayed on the half
with spoons sticking out -
” very ripe, tastes good “
blue crabs cooked with lavender
i was sniffing a spoonful when the chef came out
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142500
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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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142552
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I am not covetous for catnip,
Nor care where I sleep at night.
It irks me not who takes my
Favorite chair, or swats me off a table.
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142562
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Your usage of the English language / is awkward and passé—
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142520
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The building ejects my condominium like an enormous videocassette.
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1425136
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Too many sparrows flit and twitter here./
Let’s go inside. The sky is far too big/
and the sun bears down on us like searchlights.
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142585
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What fascinates me now is now, this instant, this moment. This fugitive, this delinquent, this indiscreet, this forever elusive now. Now now. Now is now and now it is not now. Now is the adversary of time.…
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142552
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Felix, vigorous vendor of Viagra and part-time picture framer, well-fed and fond and faithless as his spouse
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142520
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perhaps because they were holding hands and sharing tears; perhaps because the moon shone so brightly; perhaps for no reason at all; but both the Coriander and Isabella felt a surge of hope so strongly that both smiled a genuine smile.
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142564
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bassackward/in the surreal/bathroom mirror
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142531
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What follows is one of those moments, though to some people, it would seem a fantasy, perhaps a "Wizard of Oz" era tale.
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142555
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Cockroaches in bed was the last straw. Alicia was sure she’d swallowed one in the middle of the night . . .
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142575
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Nine sated elephants and an ass sit around a decimated Thanksgiving table discussing the state of the union over the hacked to bits carcass of a twenty-three pound turkey. Two years in to The Great Communicator's Lame Duck term and the nine elephants, whose…
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1424105
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Two types coexist- the sanguine/
and exsanguinated./
My skin is cool/
and pale as moonlight
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142421
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...I am taut...my ankles ache...
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142421
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There is truth you can’t escape or say any other way and expect it still to be truth.
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142444
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Originally designed for para-morticians and pre-professional undertakers, the Protocol has now been certified and approved for over-the-counter purchase and is completely safe (check local regulations for sales to minors: not approved for veterinary use).
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142444
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In my dreams I am cremated in the burning Library of Alexandria.
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14241715
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One of the men leaned over and spit long and dark next to where the dog lay curled. He said something about the senora, and the other men laughed.
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142400
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Mint upon my palate, I rub sleep infused eyes and crawl under the covers. Oh blessed sleep, please descend upon this body and transverse this fatigue. Eyes closed, bring a wavering blackness upon subtle lids. The conversation begins…
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142476
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Anyone thinking they aren’t alone on life’s journey has their head up their ass.
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1424147
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Follow the money. It seeks/
the lowest of the low and finds them here/
in an embarrassing abundance.
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14241814
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The phone rings. The oven beeps./
The locomotive whistles and howls.
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142494
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When it starts looking bad enough, I bundle up and head out the door.
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142444
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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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142421
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It is like truth on the battle field. Muted
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142401
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The two of them stood at the long end of a pier that cut sharp into an L 25 feet out into the river. It was an old wooden pier that relished in its every crack and splinter regardless of the fresh coat of white paint that melted lazily over the rotting bo
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1424139
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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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142420
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Now, the Kingdom of Begonia was known for its serenity and virtue. But just like any other place, there can sometimes be dark and mysterious inhabitants.
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