1473 11 10
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147363
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". . those incandescent secrets she would
pepper in. The sister who ran away."
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147332
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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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1472148
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The alphabets will disappear.
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147287
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there’s more to life than poontang
but not when you’re sixteen and
your hands are full of heavy breasts
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147232
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I could feel myself slipping back into my old ways again and it always hurt like hell.
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147221
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147200
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mis-placed
the change
she goes looking for.
her folks
missed another hour...
her worth-while spent wasting
the voice wouldn’t leave the leaves alone.
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147231
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147274
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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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147262
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I was, so I was told, the product of much hard work and a lot of invasive procedures. Initially, I'm sure my parents were making love, but then came the slog, the repeated failed attempts at getting one of mother's millions of eggs fertilized. Those tadpoles just couldn't…
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1472106
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We bought a grand piano at Steinway Hall after 9/11, chased uptown by the dust of death and awakening from dreams of miniature jumpers stuck in the icing of white wedding cakes
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147201
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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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147111
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Methuselah. That’s what they call him, the regulars that ride my train. Other things too, but Methuselah is the one that sticks in my mind. It seems to fit. It’s not as cruel.
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147164
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We played synthetic derivative punk. We used Donald Trump tweets as lyrics.
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147161
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I'm not dying. What is it called if you think you might have Hypochondria but you really don't? I'm worried that's what I have. Is it cold in here? Or is it me, dying?
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1471168
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Fear the air and fear the fire./
Fear the land and fear the water./
Creation is out to get you, speck,
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14712110
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I approached him slowly. His voice was soft and raspy. He said, "Kneel down my son, I've been expecting you."
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147133
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he wanders the house/ crying for the hairless tomcat/ (gone for the night/ on an overnight job).
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1471198
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...collapse of the human world. Go, cell phones!
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147162
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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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147122
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“I’m pregnant,” he says...
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147111
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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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147174
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The world is slick as alabaster, taking the guesswork out of the rain. Junction Road moves like thick grease under the tires of my '89 Skyhawk. The old car's making a clicking noise somewhere underneath the high-beam switch and the damn…
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147121
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Big Girl always stops on Talbert Hill.
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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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1471107
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"But is it politically correct?" he asked. "Oh, yes," said Hank. "It's all the rage."
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147122
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1The Bird King's eggs are subatomic particles created serendipitously by a sneeze in a quantum physicist's dream.Occupying a space between existence and nothingness, reason and madness, broccoli and…
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147143
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Some guys ride hills up and down,
Then stop to terrorize small towns.
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147175
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It is not unusual for farmers to see the future before it’s begun—but I am not speaking here only of the need to hope but more. . . .
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