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Love is a strong word ... When you could have been enough.
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I'm gonna write about this after...It'll either be a tale of pain or pleasure hopefully the latterI don't understand how this workswhy sometimes I want to hide from myself other times I can just give in, fully,and everything isohsoheightenedI want it to be beautifuland…
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". . those incandescent secrets she would
pepper in. The sister who ran away."
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my hands splash in to
silver and suds
in attempts to rinse
blues caked in grease
away for a while
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I was low on carburetor / oxygen and my fraud protection / had just expired.
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Anatoly Gringovitch took a swallow of beer, thoughtfully put the cap on his Ferrari da Varese custom fountain pen, and launched into his story:
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Philosophy: a muscular exercise of throat, jaw, tongue, and brain.
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We are what we are, and that is zombies.
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Elaine and Francesco exited the taxi in front of Elaine Aster Gallery.
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Perhaps they serve/
a God’s twisted will//
as they accelerate extinctions
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Read that bit in Alice about the mock turtle soup
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He did not hear her enter the room...
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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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“You haven’t been listening, have you.”
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“Oh yeah?" I said to Stendhal. "I found six references to women's eyebrows in Travels in the South of France. That's all you think about!”
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On the street / The protesters stand / Yelling words empty as wind
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In September of that year, our neighbor Wayne had this idea that he could get rich by selling groceries Amway-style, and he booted his 12-year-old boy out of his own bedroom and put up shelves loaded with packages of spaghetti, cans of roast beef, soda po
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A familiar ritual by now...
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You may be wondering, as is only natural, about the designated husband of our dear Princess.
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"I’ve always wanted to write a novel. Like Catch-22, something off-beat that would start by word-of-mouth, you know, and become an underground classic."
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He injected her with a sedative to keep her still. He projected himself into her narcotic dream, a small bar with tango playing from a jukebox. They were dancing.
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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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In the privacy of a booth?
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I feel so glamorous when I talk to Andy on the phone
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The Gropers of Prague were there, all around us, in spirit if not in fact. Was it KGB? Was it a ghost from my past? Or my own hand?
Stop guessing. It was Einstein himself. The KGB had taken him into custody somehow, though by what authority? All the
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The washing machine at home was broken. It was an old leaky Maytag. A discouraging mess—twisted panties, sky-blue jeans, and an old lover or two or three floating downstream (the reverse of spawning salmon). Each man was slightly drowned,…
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Magdalena White Herrington praised the lucky stars who’d sent her the Klonakilty ghosts.
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He saw his mother standing over him, and he called out to her for help, but she only laughed and faded into the paper towel dispenser.
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He trembled as she splayed open his palm...
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