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That afternoon she met me in the lobby of my hotel and we simply smiled at each other in the elevator going up to my room where we sat on the couch for about three hours and told of our lives, of being apart, for so many years, then sensing our time was nearly used up, I…
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154211
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Shirley stubbed her cigarillo out on a dead chunk of honeycomb.
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154232
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I separate my thoughts into two / camps
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154111
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He did many things for love: Once he placed his tongue in his boyfriend’s nostril during sex, because he seemed to have read in the internet that this was a “thing” among the younger of their social class...
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The doctors said, when she was born, that the gills would eventually fade away on their own. Nothing to fear, they said; no more unusual than the rare child born with a tail, or a dense pelt of fur, or a single sharp tooth jutting from its new pink gums.
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154100
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Why did he seek punishment, if he felt no guilt? Why this empty conscious, though he had done such evil?
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154121
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The sun becomes hot. She removes her skirt. She is left with a black bodice, with white laces, leggings underneath and a pair of twelve hole Doc Martens.
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154155
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“If your work is good you will get published. Just keep at it."
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154196
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As I walked down to the Subway, I thought to myself that now, after the horror in Boston, everybody looks like a terrorist.
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154120
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A dream that seems
Impossible
When fresh blood soaks the ground
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154199
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Its odors of quicklime/
and pyre-smoke will curl/
commingled in acrid air.
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Spying is a different concern. Privacy also. I feel there is a loss of privacy just in believing or realizing it is possible; our forebears did not experience loss of privacy digitally, perhaps in another way.
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1540106
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gravel coughing up tires at 90 miles an hour
and just getting under way
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154020
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When they tell you to choose your last meal, it probably hasn't dawned on you yet.
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154052
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The night sky was washed gray by city lights.
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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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154020
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I woke up pissed off—like that feeling you get when you take a long nap in the afternoon. Except instead of being on a couch or a bed, I was trapped in a mashed-up Honda on I-75.
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154032
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Sirens wake me, screaming warnings in the dark.
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154022
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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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154000
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The eyelid of the sink blinks silence. The clocks choke on smoke.
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154011
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Colton nods, without words, understanding the significance of every word that the Old Man has uttered, knowing that in the end, given enough time, we all go down that lonely corner, to embrace the darkness, wishing to be cured of our sentiments.
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154021
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Wesley did not rob banks in Banning County. Wesley Roberts was the sheriff of Banning County; robbing its banks would have created a conflict of interest.
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154094
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happily fling Molotov cocktails//
against ICE agents in armored vehicles/
and sing the pain of their burning deaths/
as triumph against asininity.
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154010
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Tiny was my daughter. Or what was left of her. A mucous-y chunk of what was once in my womb and then wasn’t.
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154042
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"Mama skipped the training bras and just gave me her old bras. I'll be 25 before I can wear her old bras..."
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154011
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Set your three-word story in prison.
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1540103
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It ain't the steak, it's the sizzle.
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153942
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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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and pressed an area
on my forehead
between my eyes
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We are what we are, and that is zombies.
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