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I would advise the younger you to change your underpants, and not to let those boys do the talking for you.
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108544
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people keep trying to get me/ "out of the house"./ they see fun in me, and cool in me,/ and want to spend time with me,/ and i am flattered most sincerely./
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108520
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“Each animal has its own strength.” She insisted. “And if the rooster were provoked. It would kill a snake.”
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108500
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That was the summer that Christine Nelson owned me.
It felt like catching the flu. I had it bad. I was about to turn seven, and it was my first time, and it was bad. A love like that, I don’t know, it’s not a love supreme. It wasn’t completely cru
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108542
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Floating in liquor only to drown the next morning.
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108532
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Eighteen-year-old Svetlana Kabalevsky was now the widow of the poet Dmetri Kabalevsky, soon to be another widow-whore on the Moscow highway.
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1085145
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Anson Chi/
tried to kill my wife
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108585
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The problem with drinking gin in the desert is that eventually there is no more gin but the desert is still there.
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108542
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Two by two they come walking
down 7th Ave
girl with girl
boy and girl
boy and boy
two pigeons strolling
side by side
two robins
two crows walking stiffly
like two pieces of
anthracite coal
two spiders
two dogs sniffing each oth
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108594
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When it starts looking bad enough, I bundle up and head out the door.
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108550
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The sound of it wasn't right in his head yet. When he said it aloud he didn't really believe it.
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108522
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Most of Carl’s neighbors considered him a lone taciturn man at best and an eccentric loony at worst. His neighbors knew him as the guy who left his house every morning at eight dressed in a suit and tie.
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10851712
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A starved hunchbacked figure covered in blanket gently steers a one eyed dog along with him. A four legged shadow serving as his longtime companion against the all-consuming vacuum of the universe. A friend for all times.A thin scar runs from his cheekbone to…
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1085119
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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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108554
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I had the idea for a pageant for my obedience school at spring graduation
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1085104
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The aisle, nave and/
transept twist themselves/
into an auditorium.
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108554
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I am i said pursued by the feeling of being watched.You are she said -- by yourself. As in a dream, a dream you know you're dreaming. Which changes nothing.We are she said watching from the mezzanine, half-above, at once a part and apart.
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108532
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The voice on the other end mumbles, not forming words, but I understand: I am to be the starting third baseman for the Detroit Tigers.
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108441
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The SS and Gestapo began rounding us up, at least those who aren’t registered, those without yellow cards, today. Rumor has it they got at least 1,000 and took them to the camp, to the barracks. I tried not to watch and only listened, only heard some of t
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108473
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The drone of radio seeps into the car’s back seat… I hear only bits and pieces of information –
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108432
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Why not just self-publish on Fictionaut and be read by thousands of my peers? Why not release my cherished work directly to my thousands of Facebook or Twitter or blog friends? Can the budding writer that I am realistically expect a larger audience?
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108400
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I wear my gun so it shows,
so everyone knows.
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108431
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the future wrapped up in a dream
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108444
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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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108463
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It is midnight in Utah, but I can’t tell. It always looks like midnight in a cave.
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108431
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. . . my mind stops idling, kicks back into gear . . .
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10842011
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the frost has made all tender greens bow
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108412
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I was sitting at my desk at work and couldn't figure out why it felt like a person with a very weak grip was trying to strangle me. Then, I realized I was wearing a scarf.
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108411
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. . . nor did mine eye apologize.
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1084116
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The question isn't whether we will survive-/
like rats, we are supremely adaptive-//
but whether we should survive.
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