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At last, we learn if Blow has the cojones to fight.
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152300
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The purple sweater brought out the blue in her eyes. Fantastic eyes made of ice, she was a stunner, and she knew it. I met her at Slabtown
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152200
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Martin met Siena in the elevator, carrying two brown bags of groceries. She asked him to press the button for floor eight. As they rose, Martin fixed his eyes on the display as it changed numbers: G, 2, 3… and so on.
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1522109
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My student assistant was a comely young woman. A freckle faced blonde. She was from Ohio.
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152231
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No excerpts for you. Next!
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152243
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leaves, starlings and other words fall into thickets of orange or green grasses or tendrils or snakes
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152211
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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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152274
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The marble, it's just there.
I can't explain
how it got there
(or when),
all I know
is that everything
is in that marble.
By "everything,"
I mean every
thing. Your breakfast?
It's there.
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152262
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The laptop has ruined the sanctity of the library. And so I get up and go see Queen Jane.
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152231
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I just amuse myself by buying old guns and refurbishing them in my basement as I listen to old Bohemian polkas on cassettes.
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152221
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I came to a field where, scattered around, were quite a few men digging holes
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152200
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Holding a bouquet of flowers wrapped in a tissue in one hand, a round shape that balances the round yellow burst of light that is her dress. While the flesh of her chest bulges forward and she balances as though in a holding pattern in flight.
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152200
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I play in the dirt with cattle bones
while Mother rattles the sky.
She tells me I have my fathers eyes.
The words come through bloody fissures in her lips.
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152210
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She lay there, skin and bones, unable to speak. Little did we know those were our last moments togethter. How cruel for her, to want to share a lifetime of thoughts and feelings in those waning moments only to be robbed of the chance. My brother and I…
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152288
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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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152241
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When I was younger, I tried very hard to be myself, but it never worked. I'd close my eyes, wait a beat, open them and slowly bring them into focus. This is the new me, the only me. Never worked, not once. It could only last a minute or two, so I…
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152277
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She tossed the big bird into the air. It wobbled, then flew away.
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1521119
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The summer I turned fourteen I had a job babysitting our neighbor, Pam's three year old daughter, Annie, three nights a week while Pam was going to Junior College, but it was hardly work because, after I tucked Annie in to sleep, I just watched TV, sitting in Pam's den…
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152100
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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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1521107
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Once you descend, the third rail/
hums its invitation
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1521105
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Did they do it in pairs or all at the same time?
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1521138
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He bought damaged and used sex dolls online.
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152132
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The Intrepid Explorer recounts his travels for the benefit of subscribers to the Magazine of the Museum of Everything
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152131
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ghosts of the previous owners who leave a trail of whispers
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152132
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"Sometimes things just don’t go as planned. It doesn’t mean anyone is to blame - It just is."
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15211711
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I couldn’t parse the grammar of her body
nor decode the secret softness of her neck.
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152120
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Look at this castle: fashioned from the sturdiest sand, pages of my name
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152100
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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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152134
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Carl’s peculiarity of toilet paper rolls is not covered under the Americans with Disabilities Act – he’s looked it up.
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152144
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“What. Is. That?” Sid asked, staring at the shaggy ball of fur sitting in the living room. Its tongue hung out of its mouth and its tail beat against the carpet.“This is Ranger,” his mom said. “I don't know what breed he is, but he's a sweetie…
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