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Five evangelists in bathing suits
baptize a man
while green chilies
roast on a Ferris wheel rotisserie
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You may be wondering, as is only natural, about the designated husband of our dear Princess.
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Other men looked up and, rather than feeling pleasantly surprised at the sudden sound of ethereal metal crickets in their presence, left the restroom after hastily finishing their silent shaking. Mitch joined them, feeling like a coward for being afraid o
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Shhh. I am here. Otillie Augustine, from Trieste, an Italian city to you, but when I lived it was part of Austria. Such things as who flies their flags over a city? Not so important after all, after all the losses and the victory speeches. These were not…
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Dandelions wither as I approach and the grass dies under my feet.
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they tried to trick the sun
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We are what we are, and that is zombies.
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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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I don’t know how some can do it. Can they just walk off the animal in the yard or something, and forget about love altogether? Some have that built-in coldness of the soul, I guess. I don’t get it. The blood does not seem to shake their hearts. Are th
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You've had some truly awful shit pumped into your brains for years at a time now. The practice started a long time ago. It's not always your fault. The only lasting way to get it out of your head is to go and figure out exactly where…
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The night sky was washed gray by city lights.
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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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if you don't quiver with anticipation you'll barely manage to explode
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It was one of those weekday mornings in early spring when Marjorie and I could wander from chapel to chapter house with only security guards for company.
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The shirts hanging by the back veranda serve as our memorial to them.
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I am useless. A freak. Different. They all hate me now. All except you, of course. You will never leave me. Never. I'd kill them all if I could. Every single one. But twenty-four, that's a lot even for me. I'm so sick of the cliques; the special groups and hastily strung…
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Nights this husband returned home still hungry sometimes, even for her forearms against his own
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You need only one who notices.
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My grief is made up of
Demons fighting to
Claw their way first
Out of my eyes
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I separate my thoughts into two / camps
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Its odors of quicklime/
and pyre-smoke will curl/
commingled in acrid air.
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and pressed an area
on my forehead
between my eyes
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At a candlelit table near the back of the restaurant, Jack and Lois greeted the waiter as he delivered their drinks, a diet coke for him, and for her, a vodka and cranberry. He apologized for the slow bar service and promised to return in a moment to take their…
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That Orndoff! I'd like to shove that pipe of his up his arse.
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. . . nor did mine eye apologize.
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Two days ago, a friend of mine and I met at my house. She was a nurse, and could only visit my house very late at night when her shift ended. We don’t meet often because she is very busy saving lives and generally being a more useful human being in societ
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I was an alcoholic for ten years, starting in my early twenties and continuing into my thirties. Then finally, after many attempts, I got myself straightened out. My son's birth finally did it for me. It wasn't like a switch flipped in the delivery room…
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