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She also castrated her cat. All by herself...with her Swiss Army Knife. And not with the blade either.
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The day Eugene told me his secret he gave me a bouquet of lilies. Ice clung to the petals like fuzz. Sorry about the frost, he said. That was an accident.
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This is why the earth revolves around the sun: refrigerator magnets.
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This is me pitching a recently completed screenplay to a film producer at lunch the other day:
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He thought she should have come with an owner’s manual
So he would know how to operate the equipment
It was definitely more than he bargained for
Or knew how to handle
She was too hot
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It was the coward's way out, to commit suicide. And yet, one had to be brave to attempt it.
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We looked out into the darkness and then at our children. The dark of the forest was feeding them with ideas, filling their imaginations with things beautiful and things wicked.
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At first we thought we could get by using honey so we all stormed the SuperMart and cleaned the shelves out of Suzie Bee Honey. First the jars and then the squeeze bottles, but it wasn't the same. Then Mary Sue yelled out “How about brown sugar?”…
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The old man is dead,
body propped in its cart
like the dead El Cid
strapped on his horse by Jimena
to save Valencia,
and yet...
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Mort’s hand-mind suffered electrifying-absence-emptiness; no wife.
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The number is very large/
and perpetually changes//
as old stars fade, explode,/
or collapse into something not stars
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This will be the century of infinite sadness,/
sadder even than the Twentieth/
with its expansive catalog of horrors.
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I don’t know how some can do it. Can they just walk off the animal in the yard or something, and forget about love altogether? Some have that built-in coldness of the soul, I guess. I don’t get it. The blood does not seem to shake their hearts. Are th
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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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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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Christmas Muzak was piped through to every store in the shopping mall. Giant red velvet bows adorned reproduction Victorian gaslights. Yards of glittered cotton pretended to be snow. A Santa rang a brass bell.
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In the darkness, as I awaken, an orange glowing 3:45 greets me . . .
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The moment I was told of your passing...
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The moon poured more/
light into the sky/
yet we kept on talking
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empty wine bottles, and a single abandoned boot
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The aisle, nave and/
transept twist themselves/
into an auditorium.
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I was low on carburetor / oxygen and my fraud protection / had just expired.
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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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Alcohol and American writers have always had a connection–about 70 percent of American winners of the Nobel Prize for Literature could be considered heavy drinkers if not more.
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served as it is/
among these friends.
The frayed filaments/
tickle my chin and irritate my nostrils,
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At five o’clock Jake joins the crowd at the back door, walks through the slush to the parking lot with Betty Boop.
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You may be wondering, as is only natural, about the designated husband of our dear Princess.
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... he could feel the pointed picket spears.
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