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The alphabets will disappear.
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148733
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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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148762
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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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148754
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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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148711
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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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148776
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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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148755
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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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148753
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He can become anyone. If he wants. He'd rather not but it's not his choice.
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148754
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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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1487106
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Here comes my speed dealer
he's riding shotgun in the open
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1487103
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It ain't the steak, it's the sizzle.
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148653
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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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148600
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One cold winter's day she met what she thought was the love of her life. He had everything going for him but his age. You see the sweet young thing was a lot younger than her. One might say that she had lived many lives before he had been born.
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148642
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Before I grew used to it
I would wake to the sound
of the Amtrak whistle
echoing down along the tracks
behind our trailer park
and wonder who was hurtling where
through the dark night and across
this wide Illinois prairie
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148664
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We played synthetic derivative punk. We used Donald Trump tweets as lyrics.
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148621
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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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148621
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As the jughead turned with a humph the old man muttered, "what a jerk." The jughead spun around and glared at the young black man and said, "Did you say that?" The old man laughed, raised his hand, looked up at the jughead and said, "I did." The jughead t
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148664
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x ≥ ponds rise beyond where you & i have stood
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148632
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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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148665
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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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148654
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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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148600
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“You. There,” said the fellow, pointing his gun like a dead finger. “You believe that water saves the soul, don’t you?” Thomas looked to the other boys for an answer, but they didn’t know any more than he did.
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148673
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Look around you, see what you have built.
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148665
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The world is crazy that way— two people close to me gone around the same time and I'm supposed to go on and on like those dryers and smile still and do my schoolin' still ...
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148600
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Josh was having a hard enough time getting through his final year of studies without having his sister point out his fledgling love life to his parents.
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148632
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I separate my thoughts into two / camps
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148500
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The summer was announcing itself in thick waves of heat that rolled like a slow motion hurricane inside Mark Keeler's 1971 Mercury Montego. The car baked in a…
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148561
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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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148564
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i dream a thousand interconnected pictures. i dream the future. i dream we are together. i dream i love you. i dream i am forgiven. i dream you care. i dream nice dreams. i go to the bank. i deposit my check. i pay the rent. i pet the cat. i…
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148510
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Desire stirred into the liquid reveals
Cold ice smoking colder,
As you pipet these channels of my heart.
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