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It worked for a short time and their next album, "The Hirsute Agenda" became an underdog success.
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A rope is cleaner,
he explains with a straight face.
He's calmed by the visual.
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My eyes don’t close but hers are shut tight, and something inside tells me that to this girl, I could be absolutely anyone.
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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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gravel coughing up tires at 90 miles an hour
and just getting under way
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I do not know the species of birds here. /
The two I see playing on the balcony at night /
I can never call back.
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When I met Gregor Samsa he was still a cockroach, erratic and skittish whenever the light came on. We often spoke in the dark. I empathized with the man. I mean bug. Ok. That isn't fair. You can't call a man a bug because he chirps and eats dried skin cells. A…
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In his heyday, Burt Reynolds owned $100,000 worth of custom-made toupees.
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This is what it is to feel yourself forget.
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The eyelid of the sink blinks silence. The clocks choke on smoke.
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We sat up in bed. It's two o'clock in the morning. Blinding circular flashlight beams probe through the half pulled shades. Magnified black silhouettes of men's torsos lumber back and forth in the yard. We are in a fishbowl and being invaded.
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Nights this husband returned home still hungry sometimes, even for her forearms against his own
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Mon wakes up surrounded by trees. The light is grey, the trunks black.How long have I slept? he wonders.He doesn't know which way to walk. In every direction, the same prospect of trees. He looks up at a blank sky. No sign even of the sun.***He starts walking. Slowly,…
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...clash of gulls
wend upwards, disappearing into grey
night's high tide recedes
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I want to tell you how the odor of the flowers/felt her funeral day
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The currents of events/
strip the molecules from cartilage,//
reverse polarity of ventricles—
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Every day, a fresh new/
strain of Hell reveals itself
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The Star Trek marathon ends, and he flips channels. An episode of Full House is on. The cheesy plot lines and attractive women (specifically, DJ Tanner in the late seasons) have become a freakish comfort.
In today's episode, the Tanners are baby sitt
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Mezereon’s giant dragon heart marveled at the girl’s revelations. First, he was heartsick for her and the sad state of things back where she had come to him from. Secondly, he was aghast to learn she was a princess; for even dragons know and respect r
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I recalled the one night stand I'd had with the girl one balmy summer night in Minneapolis. We lay on my bed in the moonlight, and I touched the nipples of her tiny breasts with the thumb and pinkie of one hand.
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I used to be a poet, you know. /
Better, in many respects, than you.
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It is claimed we choose/
conditions of our servitude.
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I know someone in need of healing.
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a dozen girls with Encarnación's face flit past, whispering kisses along the part of my hair, tickling their hems along the cuticles of my nails.
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I'm waiting for your voice. My trembling hand is so damp the phone could slip from my fragile grasp at any moment. Each ring burns in my ear and makes the washing machine in my stomach tumble faster and faster. After three rings, or it could be four, or forty, I hear…
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Jenny was certain nobody saw her when she took the slinky shirt from her father's store. It was blue with buttons shaped like cherries, the fabric light as air. She balled it up in her hand. Her father owned a chain of boutiques called Body Electric. The racks were…
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Any form of exertion would defile what we are trying to do
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—Now that’s a hell-of-a-painting, Frank, he said. Those colors are engaged in warfare. How the hell did you do that?
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There was no provision for keeping the post on the door, but I did not have the fingernails to pry it off.
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