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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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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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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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Read signs sometimes and you just might get where you're trying to go. When Eddie suggested they stop for a Whopper, Dennis said no. "Fuck Burger King, man. Let's get that Wendy's up there." They got…
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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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My grandmother is magnificently breasted in her floor-length nightgown.
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Two types coexist- the sanguine/
and exsanguinated./
My skin is cool/
and pale as moonlight
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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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1537 3 2
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On shingle of seashells &
Bullet shells,
Ghosts drift along the shore
Of the Black Sea.
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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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I'm in love with Uzma Goef, a beautiful young woman less than half my age.
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I have reasons to believe she’s been stealing.“
“Stealing what?”
“Steaks.”
“Steaks?”
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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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1537 4 2
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It was hard, in the crowded vacation house,
to make love as they would have alone.
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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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I am a human resource, batteries not included
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Mayumi and Emi were in the spring’s together, center of the pool at shoulder depth. Emi stood in the center, letting its warm and clean air clear out her thoughts.
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For the first time in her life
She felt she understood
The smell of a man.
The smell of white tulips,
The taste of a persimmon
In her mouth.
She remembered how married she felt
To him, in that moment. How close
To the earth, and ancien
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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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