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we all die from the bottom up
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Wile E. Coyote? A junkie strung out on bunk dope.
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"You gonna be old before you're old," my father had told her.
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Shit, I guess I'm gonna hafta
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I am confused by your new paper-doll look, btw. Could you please look regular again by Thursday?
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The Tea Party member was married but cuter. He worked as a caulker, a tub and basin man.
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Despite the newly bright bricks and the working clock, Cassie couldn't help but take a deep breath before entering King Street Station. She had always tried to hold her breath when her family cut through it on the way to Mariners games but had never succeeded, not…
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a dim wood-paneled stair leading to the ladies’ rooms, candle-lit.
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Just an abnormal visit to the post office.
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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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I want the luxury of hearing other people who disagree with me tell me why I’m an asshole!
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His eyes are closed yet restless, as if too many thoughts loop beneath the lids.
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This is the Minuteman tine/
of the three-tined fork//
we can stick into the modern world/
when it’s done-- a MAD triad.
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You can't always be everything
you were expected to be
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Behind the bellicose façade lay a soft, compassionate soul. He sat within a swirl of rosy twilight hues, buoyed by the gently creeping tide. A dark wall approached and he mechanically spun and began stroking into the glassy canvas of light and ocean that lay between him…
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Remembering his body makes me think of Egyptian cotton sheets dried in the sun. He smelled crisp and clean even after sweating hard. His hair fell in golden spirals down his cheeks, his back, over his forehead, and captured light just like the gilded halos on…
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you tell
a stranger's story...
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Grayson Warren is living the American Dream: a 15-year career as a city cop, a great wife and two kids. And then one day his dream turns into a nightmare.
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I came to a field where, scattered around, were quite a few men digging holes
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I pat my pocket to make sure everything’s in order; a Starbucks blueberry scone to sustain me, a $50 Brooks Brothers gift card from my in-laws, and my “piece”–a fully-charged BlackBerry handheld device.
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The four Grannies say, “GO!” and leap from the window. King's pickup is below, and he has lined the bed with his mother's throw pillows. Sundresses fly. Blue plastic diapers billow. They want cigarettes. I light their smokes with King's pearl-handled lighter as…
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Years ago, I was involved in a freakish tragedy so startling and heartbreaking that it made the front page of not only my local newspaper, but “People” and “The National Enquirer.” I'm not going to tell you anything about it. This means that…
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There are certain items in the sink that are giving me an anxious feeling in my stomach.
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I remember the first & only time I parachuted it was 1964 my 16th birthday a rite of passage if you will from the old man an aerospace engineer & former WWII B24 bomber pilot I practice-jumped from oil barrels taught how to fall back then when the time came…
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My third Rule of Success—and I may not have these in exactly the right order–is always get a pre-nup!
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Last night we slept with books in the bed.
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She can still be normal, says Momma, knowing my sister can’t hear, forgetting I can.
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Today I’m feeling crabby and haggard and technology makes it easy to get to the point.
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