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Before I grew used to it
I would wake to the sound
of the Amtrak whistle
echoing down along the tracks
behind our trailer park
and wonder who was hurtling where
through the dark night and across
this wide Illinois prairie
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151920
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The gentleman is discreet, but his eyes wander from his paper at intervals as we travel together from London to Manchester. We happen to be on the same train and he happens to be sitting opposite me. I happen to be a size 34C.
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151920
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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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1519125
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She sometimes ate her dinner standing up, in front of her living room window.
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151975
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And right there beside me
That single wobbling
Snail-like trail of my heavy
French Horn case
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151961
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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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15192311
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We deny one another, here,/
as long as it’s plausible.
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151911
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"So, how did you know my name?"
"I read memories." i said
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151900
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“Well in opposite heaven every time you make scrambled eggs the shells break into a million pieces, then you spend eternity picking them out of the yolk.”
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151800
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The temperature would drop rapidly once the sun hit the horizon. I had about an hour before this would happen. I stood and put on my coat. The fire had gone out. There was no smoke...
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151811
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years later, she won’t go near the trees
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1518158
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i hear the boom boom boom
in the room room room
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151861
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money ain't nothin next to lovin.
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151800
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Azure felt tired of all her problems remain unresolved, and she felt this was a good opportunity to get one out of the way.
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151821
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Everything seems still, but it's not.
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151845
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Art books, paintings, antique chairs, marble tables, full length gold gilded mirrors, oriental rugs, tapestries, a Louis XVI painted French armoire, a wrought iron Deco coffee table, flat ware, silver flasks, mantel lamps, iron gates, a silk settee, theat
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151844
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I chose coming away because here at least I feel good — and it makes me feel I am growing very tall and straight inside — and very still — Maybe you will not love me for it — but for me it seems to be the best…
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151888
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I caught her a-feasting with her eyes and smilin' at that Jesus- haired Waffle House cook, Dennis Roy, again and I said, “Merlene, my tiny kitty-kat, they's no reason to carry no torch for him ‘cause he may not be with us very long ‘cause, if you notice, they's no…
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151844
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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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151865
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"People are stupid. They've always been stupid. But these days...." His voice trailed off. "Dumb and dumber, huh?" the Boss asked. Peter nodded.
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151853
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At times we rarely desire to be where we are at home quite as much as we desire to be where we are no longer.
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151876
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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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151864
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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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1518119
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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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1518138
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Treasure that first love. And that first heartbreak. Don’t let it be the last thing.
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151841
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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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151801
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The woman in green doesn’t want to encounter the meter maid who is actually a man and so waits to one side at the newspaper racks as if purchasing a paper while that person writes the parking ticket (this city needs that money) and drives away in his li
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151833
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I immediately felt anxious guilt, being the one responsible for opening the way for infection.
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151811
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Maybe there was no truth. Things had become so strange that sometimes Jannsun suspected that everything had already happened and we were just toying with selective memory.
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