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"We gotta find a way to get high!" "Shh! My parents will hear you Tommy! Their bed is right above us." …
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Esmée sat alone at a table on the terrace at Marina Jack’s in Sarasota. She had been there ten minutes and no waitress had approached her.
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We are the same shits/
we were in the Bronze Age
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At some point we all reach the end point/
of something. Something important/
if only to our fragile self esteem.
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you'd do him more of a favor to kill him, than place upon him the burden of such an abrupt change in travel plans.
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“Just how many different animals try to hide their nakedness?” “Only one. And that'd be us, idiot.”, Twinkle responded. “Then, why don't we mind sometimes showing our bodies?”, she then asked. Twinkle could see it was going to be another…
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"It was one kiss. No tongue. What does that even mean?" Lindley tried to see Leah as any other patient, "What do you want it to mean?" "I don't know," Leah whined, tears welling, "something, maybe. You know I hate surprises." Her sister was not another…
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My father seems anxious about my gender orientation. I grew up looking like a boy, acting like a boy. He bought dresses and girly stuff for me but he avoided making an issue of it until recently.
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...coming into that bone yard, you just hang a right, go on past La Fontaine, and take a left a bit further on. Jimbo's right up in there.
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Your father, his father, and his before that, your mother, her mother, and all the way back have kept a tradition by chance or by will to each have a baby (or several) until…
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just before my break,/ he came on the line,/ old and slow with computers now/ but wanting a discount/ he'd been told he qualified for.
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“We could dooble date,” he said.
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A baseball bat a large pipe a hammer and axe
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Robert Frost told me that life goes on, but that’s just not good enough for me and for God’s sake it shouldn’t be good enough for you either, should it?
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I’m not ready for football. I’m not ready for it, but I live in a southern town that worships at its altar more devoutly than those suicidal beauties in James Wright’s great poem.
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A young boy, breathing heavily from running, stopped at her feet, barely able to speak,
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in which a man who is bored with years of retirement poses a threat to himself and others
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The shirts hanging by the back veranda serve as our memorial to them.
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Sometimes, to be sad, you don't need tears.
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You’re listening to Smooth FM, taking you from the darkest hours to the start of a brand new day.
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The Italian was late. She was supposed to come into the store, meet him in the back, and arrange to take the last of his liquor.
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All the things that are his.
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Look at this castle: fashioned from the sturdiest sand, pages of my name
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I attended the burial of our affair when I found the notebook-maybe it should be called her diary-she had foolishly forgotten, leaving it on the deck of my beach house where she stayed while I was on that short trip to Chicago and I was numbed at first, unsure how to…
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My third Rule of Success—and I may not have these in exactly the right order–is always get a pre-nup!
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I like it best when I wake up
And the wild rain of dreaming ends.
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His touch, even now, seemed to set off tremors inside her.
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Frank kept looking over at Michiko’s loft.
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Ruth carries always a small bottle of nitroglycerin; and tissues, wads of tissues; two Tums (for calcium, she tells me)...
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This was the anniversary of the chairs. He would celebrate tonight for the chairs, and the chairs would welcome him.
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