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Any form of exertion would defile what we are trying to do
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134832
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Artie Shaw gave Ava Gardner a reading list in preparation for their honeymoon that included The Brothers Karamazov, The Origin of the Species, Das Kapital and The Magic Mountain.
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the lightning horse you never mounted in your inherited dream~wetter than the oceans you never traversed~will you ever ride pure abandon?
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134864
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She stiffens and blusters and roars
Not like a storm,
Not like a lion.
Like a badger, caught in the steel jaws of a trap.
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134821
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In the blur she met Joseph. Joseph was the priest who lived in the attic of the church. She met him after she grew boobs and thighs that moved like dragonflies soaring above ponds.
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134896
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I saw Vincent one day, sitting at a café table that was situated right next to the quays of the Seine, with another artist by the name of Bernard. Vincent had his back to me, and he was leaning forward in his usual hyper-excitement, gesturing wildly
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She was not the usual member of the band, not the girl nextdoor, not next to any door, not a regular housekeeper or woman. She was a ditch digger, a pied, circular piper, a mouse hugger.
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134873
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At last, we learn if Blow has the cojones to fight.
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134822
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134741
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No matter how bad his hair turned out or how avocado shaped one of those miscreants could make his head look, he would remain silent.
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134754
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She is alone in the ocean
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134798
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6. to register for the draft
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1347159
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They were discussing reincarnation,
what animals they would come back as.
"I'd be a vole," Cranshaw said. Is a vole
even an animal? Connie asked.
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134741
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When I was young I bowed with such forgotten politeness, a young salesman, enchanting, in the silken trades. But I remembered the sun also when it was in Hades, which had forgotten to set, or to rise.
Peace, also, dangled there by the neck. Such a pre
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134700
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In the state that the stars fell on,
Love and I stumbled upon bits of God
where he forgot sky and moon, too.
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134798
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We can’t just bomb Berlin or Dresden,/
Nagasaki or Hanoi, to make things safe
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134641
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Ben was not a happy musician.
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134640
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No one commented on her altered appearance, although Will in Accounts said he quite liked her hair like that, so she assumed that no one could see the snakes. But she still felt self-conscious, exposed. She had to remember not to talk to them when she was…
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134652
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Once there was a man who wrote in code. He was comfortable among substitutions
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134684
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She loves you when your words leave her dirty, semi-transparent, at times, overexposed.
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134686
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The first inkling that I might be in love with Josie came at our high school senior day outing at, oh, what's its name, state park. I forgot, but it doesn't matter. She smiled, did a little wave and stepped away from her friends, lifted her sundress a little to keep it dry,…
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134631
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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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1. On the morning of her eighteenth birthday, Eve woke to find herself transformed into a gigantic chess piece made of zeros and ones.2. Eve gazed so long at her smartphone that she found herself falling into it.3. She fell for a time that may have been short or long or…
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134698
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It's as if the house knew I was relinquishing my hold on it.
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134642
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Feeding you a taste of croissant
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134610
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"Maybe…" he began searching for some comforting wisdom. "Maybe it's like this. Husbands live for their wives. Mothers live for their children. And children...well...until they're husbands or wives, they live for themselves."
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134621
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Under a conspiratorial moon… the shovel my silent partner… organ-less torso to the worms.
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134653
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He looked like a black paper doorway pasted onto a painting of summer.
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The silver urn of ashes inscribed
with his unknown name.
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These philosophic notions floated in my head for years and eventually helped inspire my pursuit of basic information in contemporary physics, astrophysics, astronomy, and cosmology when I was not reading or writing fiction or verse.
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