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Nicole knows that Deirdre is winding up for the weekly pitch, practicing the line in her mind.
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Two types coexist- the sanguine/
and exsanguinated./
My skin is cool/
and pale as moonlight
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"I tell you about ten other men
who want to love me and two I could kiss
in the smoking room of a jazz club,
you wonder if I’d love anyone."
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150342
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...it's about female needs, Rex.
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150300
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My tongue kept me from fitting in with the latinos. I understood little Spanish and spoke even less. No one really believed I was Mexican, and they kept me at a distance.
Or maybe I kept them at a distance. Living with
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we name invasive species,
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150341
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Motionless seconds turned
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Wanna,wanna, whoop de loop. Hold my baby, kiss my mom, dance the way I used to do. Desktops, blacktops, cut and paste, speed down hills, learn the rules, Sister Saint Marion, married to Christ. Sixteen, life-green, pink tights, Swan Lake, an…
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150332
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Momma pointed out our paintings on the walls, the signs we had learned, but when Daddy saw our friends, their wheelchairs, braces on their legs, he left...
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150342
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Whatever innocence Michelle had brought to the game was long gone, even the part where she dreamed she was the star of a righteous, asskicking movie.
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150321
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Well, yeah but no one that wasn't pointing a gun at me, mostly. I shot at a lot of people but there were only three times when I can honestly say I know that I blew someone away.
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150331
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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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150388
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I could hide away in this tower
But I am Rapunzel
And I will let down my hair
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She didn't want to let go of the crumpled tissue she had been holding all this time, as it is wrong to litter, but she finally did, and felt free. Released. Bad. Naughty. Almost orgasmic.
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Divine guidance. That's why Dad used a blowtorch to set the jug on fire, its contents the “Devil's elixir.”
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150230
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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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“I’m making a dress,” she said, feeding the pages through the sewing machine.
He didn’t know how to answer. “Are those my books?”
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150298
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They articulate my failings as a human being./
They articulate my greater rage at human beings//
here for such a short time and at the precipice already
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150242
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Downton Abbey and The Beverly Hillbillies. They're practically the same show.
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Francesca is a sweet girl and everything, but her incessant doting on Paolo is best left private . . .
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Life, like a kite string, is slipping out of
your hands
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It is not unusual to see Göttwigg with his shirt on inside out.
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150265
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just another torn & burning journeyflag for the rebel heart. All we know forsure is that dancing among the toads andcrickets takes a bit of courage. Beauty takesreal living guts these days. Laughing takes guts,too. Living takes love. Love is feeling. What'dyou think I…
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“There is no future in art,
you will not change lives
with flowery words.
Please don’t rock the boat”
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The slicing is easy. Blade barely touching skin, flesh separating into two clean parts. A breath, and blood fills in the space, an old friend materializing in the shadows. I am redolent with hope and desire. I can't stop thinking of how he excised himself from my…
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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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