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INSTRUCTIONS: To all students, please address your index card: "To the Finder of this Balloon." Beneath that, write something that will encourage the finder to email you back. Then tape the index card to your balloon's string.Happy Ballooning! To the Finder…
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No excerpts for you. Next!
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I dream about the boy in The Neverending Story, the gate of mirrors, and the Nothing, a dark cloud that floats in the sky, takes away everything.
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the sun is quiet like the mountains,
the birds except for their wings
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Ey’, it’s where I followed him down
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Maybe it might be best to, you know, have less frequent meetings.
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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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Let me guess. You're reading this because it's dark or there's no surf or you're at work dreaming about surf or you're broken in some way that prevents you from surfing. If I'm right, you depraved little human, then you have come to the right place. Here we…
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The increasingly furrowed lines on his forehead made her stomach clench.
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Rises monstrous out of the Baltoro GlacierPlaying poker with oxygen levelsPlays leap frog with embolisms.Malice and vanity join forces somurder guns the air even beforethe Death Zone. Down suits, bold and cockyregisters the climber's ambitions. The Serac , a…
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in a willow garden lush shade/drapes dark the young woman's small house/with the lone window, the white door . . .
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- Never in pain and distance -
Frown on these moments,
With bitterness and vain
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Let me swim into your eyes. Let me show you my world. My album. My Albania. My albumen.
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His eyes are closed yet restless, as if too many thoughts loop beneath the lids.
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It was your present world that seemed more than mad to me. Your polished stiff brown shoes that always squeaked like mice, while the latest rude Bombers bubbled up in their comfortable Dart-board garages like apple pies…
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One day, my feet and hands got into an argument. My feet argued that they were superior because they were not only the foundation of my body, but the cause of its mobility. They were modest in size, yet supported and transported an entire body that towered over them.…
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The cover features Lincoln as a woman. Lincoln as a woman is not a thing of beauty.
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Ten-year-old Bobby Akins learned that a shotgun shell struck on its brass end with a hammer can indeed take out the left eye of an eight-year-old brother observing the proceedings close by.
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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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Pale like a tracing of a memory
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beautiful, but you don't own beauty. You may be sexy, but you don't own desire. You may be smart, but you don't own wisdom. You may be good and kind, but you don't own love. You may like trees, but you don't own the forest. You may like to…
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This is what it is to feel yourself forget.
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politics only add to assault and distract
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It's saying, "It feels as if you've given me your old, your tired and your poor. I feel much older than the years you've logged."
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"If you don't like it then leave!" Sally screamed.
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THE BOOK YOU'LL NEVER READ CONTENTS This Is Not A Test In The Event Of A Nuclear Attack, This Message Will Be Followed By A Message From Your Local Civilian Defense Authority Fuck, The Radio Doesn't Work Trouble Shooting Radios The Top 40…
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One could count fifty moons hanging in the sky, in rows and columns of smaller skies.
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what was she like you ask? smarter than me for instance she could type alot faster. and she didn’t worry constantly about being poor or having a family looking over her shoulder. maybe that’s what she did with boys. 17 years later and she is in my bed
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