1481 7 3
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My, but how that girl loved to defenestrate! I shall ever be grateful for my obstinacy with never living more than a single story above ground level.
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148145
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His daddy died in his sleep. Went to bed one might and never got up.
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1481146
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He hates this body no less now/
than he did at 14 for its pudginess/
and the hair that can’t conform
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148100
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Getting answers felt like it was not enough. Madam Mayweather wanted more. She wanted to hurt someone.
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148100
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Alysia and Megumi made their magic circles, but they stopped short when they saw a young man at the end of the street. Their eyes trembled and their feet moved them back without thought.
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148155
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It is hunting season
in Jersey today.
They say
“There are too many deer
in Jersey today.”
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148198
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Like the swift night-black blue of a cormorant as it suddenly dips into a rush of white cold water,eyeing its possible food, we too sweepdown on what we think we see, rising wet sometimes with the reward,or hapless, dripping, we try again.
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148100
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His name is Rick Reynolds. His name is Steve Redford.
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148143
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Until the ivy hides me in
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148198
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we name invasive species,
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148194
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When it starts looking bad enough, I bundle up and head out the door.
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148110
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Now Ninalee gets up from the table. She starts to put some snacks in a bag for Janny and Benjie, and some storybooks in there too, to read to them in the park: books about trains, mostly, and there’s one with a bus and one with a car...
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14811710
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my family's Scottish heritage
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148144
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This story* is brought to you by
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148111
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The room turns red and I start screaming and ejaculating. The whole class is watching as Mr.Smith slams down my copy of the test with his right hand and swiftly tears off my penis with his left.
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148163
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You say we will go together to the park and dig a shallow grave and atone for everything we ever did by breathing soil deep into our lungs, and the wolves will leave.
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148100
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Even if you're doing it together, there's no unity when everyone's dancing to their own tune.
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148133
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148187
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How many shadows in your soul? Close your eyes, my love, let me / make you blind as the wings of a drenched, drowned bee.
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148040
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I had never seen anyone die. For first time in my life, I was afraid, even more than when my step-dad got drunk and roughed me up. When Dale Franklin got shot last year standing on the corner outside the laundry-mat it took the ambulance forty-five minu
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148022
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Her memory was a faded pastiche of the past, and indeed the present sat uneasily in the middle of the dreams that governed her mind; so it was that often she would forget the day, the time, the year.
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148076
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men sitting on stoops
women earning the rent
by working as servants
in the rich folks yard
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1480109
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Only last Friday, he was introduced/
around, smiling, healthy,/
a fine young man.
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1480116
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Even in the fading light, it looked big enough to disembowel a man.
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148032
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148061
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Fucking buffalo, the curse of the writer.
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148010
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“Bound to happen,” Marny said. “The way he went on; no doubt he'd end up like this.” Few folks sitting around in a one room shack. Walls were weather stained slats; the door, the only opening. Their fans flapping the air in their…
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148021
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Gert sat in the car and wiped at the inside of the window while the defroster blasted at full strength. The shards and slivers of ice that networked across the windshield were just thick enough to hinder visibility. Bane wrenched the door open and shoved
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148066
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We cook over the fireplace on these days, blacken marshmallows on straightened hangers, like Eskimos, dogs around a campfire.
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148000
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“You look strangely familiar,” he said, taking a drink and swinging his leg over the horse, landing on the ground beside me ...
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