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Someone set a pig aflame.
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years later, she won’t go near the trees
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Alcohol and American writers have always had a connection–about 70 percent of American winners of the Nobel Prize for Literature could be considered heavy drinkers if not more.
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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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I have the right to remain silent. If I waive that right everything I say can and will be used against me like a razor dragged across my neck.
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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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Frank sat next to her on the gurney and squeezed her hand. "You're going to be okay, Astrid. You're going to wake and it's going to be over and you're going to be okay."
"You don't know that," she said.
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[CAUTION: READING THIS STORY COULD CAUSE IRREPARABLE "CULTURE SHOCK" AND IS NOT ADVISED FOR OLD FOLKS, PREGNANT WOMEN, OR THOSE WITH "MONSTROUS, FRAGILE EGOS"!]
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We played synthetic derivative punk. We used Donald Trump tweets as lyrics.
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"It was John-Darren who once told me that he felt sorry for women."
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She wheeled more deeply into the office towards Mason’s desk. Keith hurried to the desk and pulled the chair out of the way for her and a sat down next to her. She was blue-eyed, pale and completely hairless, which made it difficult to guess her age.
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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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And right there beside me
That single wobbling
Snail-like trail of my heavy
French Horn case
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“I’m pregnant,” he says...
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...when suddenly I was pushed from behind, smack into the deep end.
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We deny one another, here,/
as long as it’s plausible.
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Soon, out of the womb ‘down there' is nuance. It guides you, like a legality, like your own breathing, in and out of overtone, hardcore hodgepodges, those inklings near sacrosanct beyond breakfront negligees and neo-negligence leading the good life. Isn't it…
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Lonely kids only want this thing to go away and stay away. To not be lonely anymore. The lonely, uncool Kids have learned to be absolutely Still in the moment. Who does this fall to? They Haven't read enough Vonnegut for your liking? David Foster…
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they tried to trick the sun
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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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Big Girl always stops on Talbert Hill.
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Reprisal The bomb blew away hubris, shocked the arrogant bastards into humiliated silence. None of them had experienced hunger and they'd misjudged its effect. In the lobby of the palace, dirt, plaster, glass shifted, rumbled,…
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Treasure that first love. And that first heartbreak. Don’t let it be the last thing.
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Silence overtakes her, the bellowing has ceased. Curious, she thinks, could this be causation or merely correlation? Assuming the former, Hailey moves, swiftly, being sure only to place her weight down when red carpet is underneath her feet. This works.
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I feel so glamorous when I talk to Andy on the phone
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It ain't the steak, it's the sizzle.
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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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