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Up at the top, a quarter mile south, billows of black smoke crawled up the faint blue of the sky.
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1463128
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His eyes are closed yet restless, as if too many thoughts loop beneath the lids.
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146351
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“There are so few uses for Crisco, that to keep it in the house seems an unnecessary temptation,” said my health teacher.
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1463117
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Names are forbidden here. So is apology.
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146343
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Ey’, it’s where I followed him down
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146365
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His shirts he hangs on the back of the chair, one on top the other so they won't wrinkle.
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146341
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You can't always be everything
you were expected to be
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146331
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ghosts of the previous owners who leave a trail of whispers
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146393
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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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146300
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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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146394
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I’m not / going to change you I /promise
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146352
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The manicured lawn rolls down either side of the knoll, punctuated with flat granite plaques, the occasional bouquet of cut flowers, a smattering of faded eight-inch American flags.
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146300
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The first apartment Troy and Lynn lived in was managed by an alcoholic former army officer, who lived in the complex with his wife and teenage daughter. He was a lush who didn't do much in the way of management. Lynn had barely noticed him before Troy moved in with her.…
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146353
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146355
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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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1463107
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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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146321
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His touch, even now, seemed to set off tremors inside her.
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146296
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A break from bleak world history and events...
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146221
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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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146230
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1462129
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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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146211
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Max sighed. Solving for x was boring, so mind numbingly boring that he didn't notice the flickering blue light hovering in his room. It crackled and popped, growing until a shimmering rectangle stretched from floor to ceiling.A hand pushed out from the rectangle, and a…
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146232
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Natty looking
in his 2-tone shoes
and argyle socks
blue blazer
with 3 gold buttons
on each cuff
pale yellow
hemp or burlap
necktie, of course
with a blue shirt
(never white!!)
long mopish hair
hanging on his forehead
and a
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146211
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But the profligate are blameless now
Those who conflate sex and love the way
dumber animals mistake heat for light
have moved freely back to some primal zone
where if I’m felt to be contradictory to the
surroundings it’s because I wanted t
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146295
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He kept
saying how my old scars
excited him to new truths
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14621911
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Culture gives what it feels you deserve/
in the cul-de-sac of your time and place.
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146200
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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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146264
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you tell
a stranger's story...
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146232
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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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146200
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I was sleeping in a pile of teenage bodies soft limb spread over soft thin limb.
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