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Bill Watterson isn't just the creator of the world's best comic strip. According to the book “Looking for Calvin and Hobbes,” a biography of the elusive and reclusive cartoonist, Watterson is also a world-class introvert. Watterson refuses to make…
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Steven was a hollow tree of a man — outwardly normal for a tired fortysomething, but empty inside. He lived alone in an old farmhouse that reeked of decomposition and Lysol, the previous tenant having left a dozen skinned raccoon carcasses in the attic.
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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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My grandmother is magnificently breasted in her floor-length nightgown.
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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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The Plaza had a chess-board floor, green wood booths, and the lights stayed up. I might be combining a memory of Fitzie's in Binghamton. The Plaza felt like a preppy soda fountain with beer.
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For Sale: Clean Depends, Never Worn
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The combined smells of ocean breeze, grilled cheese sandwiches, incense and sweat and burning herb that wafted over from Shakedown, along with windblown notes from tinny car speakers all rolled into a potent sensory cocktail he hadn’t tasted in far too l
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Two types coexist- the sanguine/
and exsanguinated./
My skin is cool/
and pale as moonlight
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Today’s new YouTube kitten;
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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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They keep
shining
against each
other
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Life, like a kite string, is slipping out of
your hands
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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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It was hard, in the crowded vacation house,
to make love as they would have alone.
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I rifled through the bedside table until I found dirty magazines
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Sacrificial vic bleeds out . . .
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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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Now, if someone is tellin' you that she had a date with Edgar Allen Poe, you might be tempted to say, "Hey, sister, what kind of drugs you be doin' for the last two days?" But I swear on my Aunt Boo's chastity belt that's what went down and with my…
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On shingle of seashells &
Bullet shells,
Ghosts drift along the shore
Of the Black Sea.
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I'm in love with Uzma Goef, a beautiful young woman less than half my age.
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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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I have reasons to believe she’s been stealing.“
“Stealing what?”
“Steaks.”
“Steaks?”
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It’s so uncomfortable being an Angel in a sack
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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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The next moment is a convergence made from a single repeating sequence that disappears behind the voice that tells of it.
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Chuck woke when he smelled cooking.
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