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New waitress/bartender
draws my attention to
bare ankles and red hair
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152363
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It is not unusual to see Göttwigg with his shirt on inside out.
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152332
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They watched the seven o'clock news.
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152311
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I like babies and little kids, more than some people but goddamn, children's laughter out of nowhere (in the night, when you're not expecting it) is creepy. I don't like slugs smeared like nightmare goo on my summer-bare feet, I could do without them in …
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152232
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—So much for a cocktail at the tender hour of twilight, he told the empty beer bottle.
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15221710
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Another new spring and the leaves
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152276
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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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1522109
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Only last Friday, he was introduced/
around, smiling, healthy,/
a fine young man.
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152298
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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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152252
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But I think what I remember most was Lynda really letting me have it. “Right now I’m seeing this married farmer out in Western Illinois. I met him at this bar out there called the Peppermint Lounge. Boy, they sure know me out there! Funny how every town
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152254
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“I’m going,” O’Bannon-Krim says with exasperation as she throws trinkets such as Dylan Thomas beer coozies and Edna St. Vincent Millay hair scrunchies into a cardboard box.
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152241
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Motionless seconds turned
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152210
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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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152232
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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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Lucy shrugs into the corner of the train's seat. She envelopes her IPod in both hands as if she's praying or holding a conch shell: safe, secure like when she visited a Morcombe beach in the school holidays. The only giveaway's the white headphone cord.
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1522108
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Unreasonable anger, Each hour prescribed
The house haunted
with good intentions,
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152287
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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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152262
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So I lopped off his head and reworked the creation...
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152211
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Charlie's recurring fantasy emerged from its hiding spot as he finished his fourth Old Fashioned. He'd be on his back; she'd be astride him. A strong, assertive young woman with her hands planted on his chest and her hair falling forward over her face.
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1521119
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In the summer when it's light out later it's my nature to linger a couple of hours in the park after work, just standing around watching the Downtown Divas working the corner, offering themselves to each male driver who stops for the light and I always joke with them about…
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152132
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152121
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...I am taut...my ankles ache...
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152162
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Your usage of the English language / is awkward and passé—
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Let's say maybe you're in a place your mind has never left, and let's say maybe it's Mississippi, and let's say maybe it's summer with kudzu throbbing green all around you, and let's say maybe she's a Sagittarius girl, standing in that driveway with her young breasts…
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152155
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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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152142
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...it's about female needs, Rex.
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152100
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"Holy shit. Holy shit holy shit holy shit..."
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152132
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The summer I turned fourteen I wanted a job so I could start saving for a car. Actually, I had a job, but it wasn't much. Seventy-five cents…
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On a trail, Richard and I came upon a saguaro cactus that had dried in the shape of a human figure. Its arms were lifted and its back was stooped. I said, “It looks like my mother.”
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He had a simple dream: He wanted to become a star, and not one of those tv stars because those die, those die all the time, and before dying they usually become terrible shadows of their former selves, vile creatures who exploit their own former glory...
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