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Magdalena White Herrington praised the lucky stars who’d sent her the Klonakilty ghosts.
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My work is not that sexy and glamorous kind of time travel that you see in the movies with Deloreans and phone booths.
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I lift up my sweatshirt and reach with a full fist into my belly button. This is where the fat comes out.
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My wife says you can tell the crooks from the cops from the cowboys at the taco truck across the street.
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A dream that seems
Impossible
When fresh blood soaks the ground
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The stick had a head and a face and a swirling robe, all etched in wood.
It was the 14th Dalai Lama.
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x ≥ ponds rise beyond where you & i have stood
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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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"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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You may be wondering, as is only natural, about the designated husband of our dear Princess.
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Lavender, a Liberal Betty, batty from hormones, in a fanciful fit, named her daughter Lavender. Husband Don winced. Brothers Donald, John, Billy, and Tom were puzzled and pleased by this sister, this girl, who was a little bit like them, yet not like them at…
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I think the Air Force Colonel must have known, from the flushed looks on our faces, that I had just fucked his daughter in a roadside patch of ragweed on the way to their house somewhere outside Danville. I remember looking back and forth between him and
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There is a whisper in the shadows
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It's 2am. The wind is moving at speed, whipping gently the tree branches, and their leaves rustle simultaneously to create a audible sound, like hands flipping through sheets of paper, or that feeling you get on your fingertips when going across a textured surface. I'm…
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We didn't know him from Adam...
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The alphabets will disappear.
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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 machines are alive but she is not. The pads keep her face from being irritated but my mind isn't so lucky."Let me GO!" she cries....at least that's what I hear. They are waiting for permission for her to go. Eager hesitation best describes the tense…
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Everybody knew the McDonald’s at the Waterfront was selling theraflu stamp bags, and I guess I’d heard how bad it was for you—they’d had reports of dumbasses ODing on channel 2, 4, and 11—but it was a lot stronger than regular heroin and a lot cheaper...
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What I did I wouldn't call criminal, just stupid. Even my judge, after so many court appointments, didn't understand what had happened. And there's a reason I got out on illegal sentencing but, either way, I paid the better part of a year for it all. I don't want to tell…
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His eyes were marbles floating over a void.
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I left the train, still going nowhere, but in a hurry.
Still a boy, but trapped in a suit.
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148854
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If you can imagine a ghost taking a shower then you can imagine the kind of emotion I have in mind.
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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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at nightthe mannequins leave their glass prisons and hunt owls in the forest***sometimes they dance a slo-mo tarantella in a clearingbone-white …
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It was 6 a.m. when the phone next to the bed awakened Francesco.
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Swatches of Chinese silk in vivid red and lavender fly through the air. My granddaughter in her mid-thirties reaches for the cloth. I see in her mirror a shape forming; a slim, gray haired woman with a spring in her step. I pause to admire my reflection and pass over the…
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I separate my thoughts into two / camps
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We played synthetic derivative punk. We used Donald Trump tweets as lyrics.
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