1515 9 10
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That evening she sat on sofa and sniffled and twisted her handkerchief with her fingers. I decided it wasn't the right time to show her the picture....
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1515115
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In the darkness, as I awaken, an orange glowing 3:45 greets me . . .
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151521
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Everything seems still, but it's not.
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151561
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Once was when we were in Vegas on layover from L.A., I told her I thought we should go to the Elvis Chapel and get remarried.
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151561
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You're on the good side of thirty, probably with a little girl or boy of your own sleeping at home, and here you are dragnetting at three in the morning. We're all broken, and the scars we trade are all that remains of our fragile, once complex lives.
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151511
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"So, how did you know my name?"
"I read memories." i said
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151542
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He arrived at Bellevue hospital in a straight jacket bound to a gurney.
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151576
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Now, this boy removed his socks in front of me, on the chair beside my desk where I read my books, and said: “My toenails aren’t shaped properly.”
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151564
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He injected her with a sedative to keep her still. He projected himself into her narcotic dream, a small bar with tango playing from a jukebox. They were dancing.
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1515119
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Listening is loving.
What is more erotic than
these fathoms, skeins, words,
roping tight the ardent ear.
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151564
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Saturday afternoons: tartan blanket spread on the pebble beach, transistor radio hissing static, fish paste sandwiches and seagulls. Why fish paste, Mum? She didn't dare ask.
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1515113
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Ego bereft of consistency Betrays a heart hungering to toll. Unable to trust its will Or harbor imaginary gods, It gains a hold melding into a role whose proven viability Can give convincing cover To buy time to fabricate An identity that feels unique, Yet…
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1515138
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Treasure that first love. And that first heartbreak. Don’t let it be the last thing.
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1515116
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151442
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Light youth
that
barely touches the
ground
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151411
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years later, she won’t go near the trees
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151495
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The car was a two-tone black and white Chevy...
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151420
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There is no life here, only a bleak slab of frozen desert and a sorrowful wind that calls for me to venture out.
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15141613
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151444
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It was one of those weekday mornings in early spring when Marjorie and I could wander from chapel to chapter house with only security guards for company.
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15142311
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We deny one another, here,/
as long as it’s plausible.
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151474
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The world is slick as alabaster, taking the guesswork out of the rain. Junction Road moves like thick grease under the tires of my '89 Skyhawk. The old car's making a clicking noise somewhere underneath the high-beam switch and the damn…
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151486
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The drop is like a hangman's drop, an executioner's, but farther and longer, perhaps three or four seconds.
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151441
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It's come down to this: you're a grown man afraid to face his own son. For the past few years there has been tension;…
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151463
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I feel so glamorous when I talk to Andy on the phone
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151400
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They followed the crow up a hill, where lights were at its brightest below. The teens stood frozen in time.
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151433
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I immediately felt anxious guilt, being the one responsible for opening the way for infection.
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151300
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Tent City has gone quiet. There is a deadline. I heard it on the news. I’ve never thought about the word before. How in this place it means what it means.
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1513148
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The alphabets will disappear.
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151353
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The bar was dark and a little dirty, and that suited Splinker's mood just fine.
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