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He doesn't call, not even on her birthday. She doesn't mention it or complain. She knows she doesn't have it as bad as some, even in this privileged Triangle of North Carolina. She is white and pretty and belongs to what's left of the middle…
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the vigilance that informs a parent's every hour had momentarily lapsed
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'Every raindrop sounds different.' says Barney. He's bouncing along beside his mother, twisting in her hand like warm milk. She looks down at his Big Bear hat and tugs. They wait together at the edge of the busy road. 'How do they sound?' 'Zzzing.…
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This time the bag's bigger/than the boy and the door.
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Darkness was fast approaching. I stuck out my tongue at Naya, and she reached out as if to grab…
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When Lois finally found him down there, Johnny was wedged between a large rock and the trunk of an old, long since fallen, cottonwood tree. She said as she got to him, she heard his gurgling breath, fighting fiercely to stay alive. When she saw the deep, gathering, red…
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"...,beautiful, yet neutral, an oversimplistic reading of the people we meet."
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War Stories #1The Germans didn't like that theJews had such beautiful women.War Stories#2There must have been a war between the good witches and the bad witches. It's the only thing that would account for such troubling times.Woman With Yellow HatWhy did…
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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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The kitchen is full of old girlfriends. I avoid them. They are munching on cheddar and sharing stories I'm sure I don't want to hear.
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Once you descend, the third rail/
hums its invitation
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On a street-lit night in Jeddah.
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he who laughs last is probably a dumbass fuck
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When we saw the window, we were impressed. It was so clean and transparent that it reminded us of a new pair of glasses, everything so crisp and clear through it. It looked on to nothing. Actually it looked on to the refridgerators and a few stoves, though most of the…
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A dark and mysterious account of an ancient traveler seeking arcane literature, and the miserable results to him after he receives what he sought.
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6. to register for the draft
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My sixth grade teacher used to tell us all the time about how being poor is nowhere near the same as living in poverty.
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It's as if the house knew I was relinquishing my hold on it.
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It is your music that makes me want to crack open my ribcage and rip out my heart as it still beats, to cauterize my carotids, and shove the mechanical insides of a clock into my thoracic cavity.
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There are songs I know to not listen to when I am alone.
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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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Compartments trickle together/
in light diffuse and unreliable./
Fortify yourself against the day.
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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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We all know that sometimes miracles happen and sometimes they don't. Some days are good and some days go by slowly as the fatigue sets in and he realizes that he is fighting cancer.
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I didn't feel when you cut out my spine I'd been throwing up all night couldn't even smell the rust …
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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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Now it's late. I am hanging upside down from a rope coiled around my crushed left ankle, the pain too sharp to be really felt, as the excess blood to my head makes my thoughts fuzzy. I am almost two meters from the rock face, thirty-five hundred meters above sea-level, the…
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Downtown Milwaukee My feet are exposed, never been out in public even out here— …
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