1559 6 4
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Too often, Calvin's willful head finds its way into his hands.
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155911
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years later, she won’t go near the trees
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155931
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155900
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Aura arrives with the incense and her mysteries. Her scent of wet earth, and crushed flowers, a touch of Jasmine and Frankincense. Her dark hands passing over my body, her warmth. A whisper. A prayer.
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155943
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The first time I ever held a gun, I was three years old...
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155965
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Do you want this, you ask, and hand me a blue silk shirt of hers
with small yellow flowers. I'm afraid to say no,
in case it makes you remember all over again.
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1559113
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Ego bereft of consistency Betrays a heart hungering to toll. Unable to trust its will Or harbor imaginary gods, It gains a hold melding into a role whose proven viability Can give convincing cover To buy time to fabricate An identity that feels unique, Yet…
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155921
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Grady Quail wondered why God didn't just have another son
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155910
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[WARNING: DO NOT OPEN UNTIL 'R XMAS!]
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1558106
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She was washing the dishes in the sink, (you're not going to start with a pronoun, are you? Give her a name, for God's sake!) Kate was washing dishes in the sink, (where the hell else is she going to wash dishes? In a creek?) Kate was washing dishes (was…
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155800
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I don't like listening to the radio anymore. Nothing is clearer than a live voice with something to say. Give me a big field with no one around but the birds and I will send the bees away from me. I will deny all bugs to buzz.
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155853
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and watched you grinning from your opulent spinning cages and although you were never less than always remarkably perfumed, toappeal I'm guessing to the sniffing about masses, to me they've…
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15581413
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Magdalena White Herrington praised the lucky stars who’d sent her the Klonakilty ghosts.
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155834
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Wednesdays were humiliating. Third graders had to bring in twenty-five cents for class dues. If you forgot, the teacher would write your name on the board and it would stay there until you settled your debt. My family could afford the weekly quarter; the problem was…
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155822
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Smoke from the oil lamp traced the wall. It gave Nana something to read.
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15581311
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Ah, how sweet is forbidden fruit, how delicious undiscovered sin!
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155822
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We do the work of fixing people like him?
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155845
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After my mother died, my father shipped me to my uncle's. He hadn't told me she was dying, so he could just mourn alone.Lena lived next door, Italian, my age -- which was ten -- beautiful. She was watched by goons in black suits. Her parents owned a restaurant. Across the…
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155800
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Being the baby in a family forces a focused outlook on life. Not necessarily profound, not even wry, but a perspective that pushes for two things - recognition, and to be in on whatever is going on.
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155864
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“What took you so long?” she asks. She seldom asks me that when we’re done, but today I feel ready to protract the glory, to tease out its rise and fall like the lingering chords of a Debussy pastorale.
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155854
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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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155800
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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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15581110
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155851
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She wasn't even trying to live.
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155853
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Benjamin stands beside his bed and unpacks his few things – wire cutters, knife, tape, line, two blocks of C-4, wallet, brush, and a small stuffed animal – a monkey.
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155754
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vampires seem not to be victims of drought . . .
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155700
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The little clapboard church sits stiffly in the sun. It's steeple marking time with it's shadow on the sidewalk. It is the last place most people would think to look for a vampire, but I am sure that one is in there. Contrary to popular opinion, there
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1557125
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She sometimes ate her dinner standing up, in front of her living room window.
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155742
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Accidental suicide, though. Why, that could happen to anyone.
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155796
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...when suddenly I was pushed from behind, smack into the deep end.
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