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145421
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He didn’t even have the energy to tell me to tie her up when he got home.
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1454129
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Who owns the moon? What title search/
could ever make a claim?
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145400
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my second language / to silence / plainsong of / the breast
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145422
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I want to be adored for something and chose poetry to be that something adored for. But Annie doesn’t see why anyone would ever choose anything over love.
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145376
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I almost caught a poet today.
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145354
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In his heyday, Burt Reynolds owned $100,000 worth of custom-made toupees.
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145331
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Though his heart aches
his melody seems to flow
It creeps into the dreams
of all in slumber in the valley below
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145374
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1453106
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The dictator, what'sisface, was crazy nuts.
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145342
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I am fair game that will be hunted and eaten, cutting its edge with Satan's tears from six eyes.
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145311
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Shirley stubbed her cigarillo out on a dead chunk of honeycomb.
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145344
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A rope is cleaner,
he explains with a straight face.
He's calmed by the visual.
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145244
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The woman lit a cigarette and sat on the edge of the bed, crossing one leg over the other. She took a long drag, tilted her head back, paused. Her eyes flicked to the NO…
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145231
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In the fall it is especially beautiful with the blazing orange oaks set on fire against a crystal blue sky. It is here that she frequently daydreams of her demise.
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145252
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Method of divination. Open a book to any section. Drop your hand onto the page. Read that there is an exorcism happening in the other room.
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145233
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The shit just doesn't want to come off.
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145265
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145241
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"I am lying on my back and am confused."
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145221
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“Apollo twenty-two. Come in.”, the voice crackled through the speakers of the aircraft. There was only silence broken by a solitary meow and the slight whistle of oxygenated air through the ventilation system. “Captain Snuggles, now that you…
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145275
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145242
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who can quite say/when careless talk & confidence/slips into that other charged thing/so minimal at first
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145244
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James Hubert III sat at the bar. It was late. His wife and kids were long in bed and he knew he should be, too. But with the Lovelandtown lift bridge stuck in mid-air, a drink beckoned him. He sat next to Vince DeSantos, a small, stout man, with a bowling
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145200
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At night, he saw the commercial, the same one every time: the Watson’s girl, mascot for her father’s pool, spa, and billiards business. The Watson’s girl was a veteran at this, the same one from his youth, the one whose heart-shaped face and cleavage the
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145261
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She burps in beauty, like a frog
Who sits on lily pad so green,
Resounding nightly in his bog
But to my eyes unseen.
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145211
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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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145200
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‘A whole damn plane is missing and the only damn clue we have is a 9mm bullet,’ Picasso said to Victor Bravo whom he calls Torv. He’s his partner at the Picasso Investigation Agency.
They questioned the guard assigned on the night of the plane
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145210
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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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145220
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“I do not know if you can hear me, or if you can talk to me. Some people do not believe in people like you, you know, spirits, ghosts or whatever you are. I do. I know you are here because of what happened here.” I could not speak. I did not feel I could.
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145285
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—Jesus, that bastard has everyone in his pocket.
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