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In the darkness, as I awaken, an orange glowing 3:45 greets me . . .
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My vagina invites you to a party
Whenever your time frees up
Or now,
Now would be better
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His eyes were marbles floating over a void.
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A familiar ritual by now...
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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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I'm fascinated by Don's evolution . . .
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Treasure that first love. And that first heartbreak. Don’t let it be the last thing.
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She wasn't even trying to live.
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A young woman is seated center stage. She is pretty, dressed in a short nightgown. She sits nervously, her body tense and expectant.
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A poem not about fog written in fog with an erasable pen.
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The dog is reading. This morning, as every morning, the book is open in front of him. Well before his master's rise, he had already read the moon then dawn and the clouds. Now the slippers, these that walk here and there. Followed by coffee and the pages that turn. A little…
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"Give it to me I said, you dip! Fork it over!"
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Magdalena White Herrington praised the lucky stars who’d sent her the Klonakilty ghosts.
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Floating in liquor only to drown the next morning.
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nothing suffices as harbor / but a permit to claw at every yawing chasm
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Randy stood in the alley behind Krasnowski Construction with a loaded gun shoved down the front of his pants. His friend Todd was inside, unloading the safe. And when Todd walked out the door, Randy was going to shoot him in the face.
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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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...it's about female needs, Rex.
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The baby will not stop crying.
He’s been crying for three hours straight.
I’m the worst mother ever.
What kind of mother can’t soothe her own baby?
The bad kind.
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He knows why I’m here, so he stalls, talking about the coffee, about how it’s a new dark blend from a little shop in The Village, about how he loves the flavor, so rich, but just because a coffee is dark doesn’t mean it’s stronger, that, in fact, it’s the
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We cook over the fireplace on these days, blacken marshmallows on straightened hangers, like Eskimos, dogs around a campfire.
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In his dreamlike state the pianist turned into a preying mantis.
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for my father I want to memorize this our time together — what we did without her there to tell me You wouldn't want this life you're not cut out for it — and me the child…
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When sixth-grade science teacher Pat Farrell assigns an earth-science lab on measuring crystals, the girls collect their materials, read the directions and follow the sequence from beginning to end. The first thing boys do is ask, “Can we eat this?"
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Lonely kids only want this thing to go away and stay away. To not be lonely anymore. The lonely, uncool Kids have learned to be absolutely Still in the moment. Who does this fall to? They Haven't read enough Vonnegut for your liking? David Foster…
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I wonder if she is my real mother, if I could get one of those paternity tests and find out if she’s my real mother and if the guy she told me was my father was really my father. I can’t remember him very well, just a lot of him screaming and hollering an
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Some guys ride hills up and down,
Then stop to terrorize small towns.
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sometimes i have to be in the other room
just so i can breathe easy away from you.
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