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Last night, in a tavern called Wits End, we dropped quarters into a console, sized and shaped like an old TV.
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Galloping people, tangled in ballets of hot love, weaving in and out, making a canvas of it.
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150344
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I gave you two daughters.
I gave you four grandchildren.
I'm done.
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We are the same shits/
we were in the Bronze Age
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150344
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On a street-lit night in Jeddah.
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Dear Patricia, You look marvelous. You seem marvelous. You've added wonder to Oprah's life and that's no small feat. But, here's the thing. I was working on this short story about a relative trying to get in touch with O, one of thousands, except, this one, well this one…
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I experience a presence when walking through the forest . . .
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We’d told her that Kasey waitressed. We talked about it a lot, trying to figure something out. I wanted to be honest with her. Kasey said she was too young to understand. I said that was why honesty wouldn’t hurt anything. Kasey said what about later.
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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 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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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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Come to the park and swing with me, sing with me.
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When he leans back from the telescope through which he had been looking, he sports a derby and a Hercule Poirot moustache.
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Safe does not ride horses at sunsetSnorkel in MolokaiRaft down a swollen river.It does not steal kisses in a darkened theaterTouch the inside of a thigh under a restaurant table.Safe does not declare war.It chooses dinner every night at sixMass every SundayConfession once a…
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HORDES OF MEN desolated, struck down, destroyed, sunken form of skin and skeleton, bare cloth matted to torso, bodycage and hipbone, face and neck darkened, bloating to black, rain the endless dream stuck fast in the stone-dead skull and blood a fine sheen over all,…
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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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The increasingly furrowed lines on his forehead made her stomach clench.
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“Okay,” I say, “but my point is the only way you’d ever know if someone really loved you is if they put their life on the line when it counts. Otherwise you gotta take their word for it.”
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Everything is bound to change like / a damsel to the tracks.
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I like it best when I wake up
And the wild rain of dreaming ends.
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A baseball bat a large pipe a hammer and axe
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150100
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Azure took the paper and read it herself. She wondered about those four mysterious beings that communicated with her.
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I smelled the bleach of burst anemones
the sweet arousal of the Dungeness crabs
the seaweed of sour twigs and feces
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He bought damaged and used sex dolls online.
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Pale like a tracing of a memory
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As the music concludes, I'm finally in control of my emotions . . .
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Hey, Y'all! Like I told y'all, I checked myself into this what you call a “ facebook Rehab Clinic” up here just about 40 miles outside of Kalispell, Montana in a little town called Gulag. I quit MySpace and that got me a reduced rate. Things are…
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