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A walled city doesn’t let you out any more easily that it has let you in earlier.
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146111
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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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146141
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You can't always be everything
you were expected to be
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146140
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like old discarded snake skin,
dry and coarse after the bite...
immortally tortured by broken glass bottles.
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146110
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It's saying, "It feels as if you've given me your old, your tired and your poor. I feel much older than the years you've logged."
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146194
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I’m not / going to change you I /promise
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146164
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and coughed its grey net over the candle lit world outside. Birds of an arrow sprang into thin air and disappeared over the hills in a quick shortness of zoom-breath-- like a stiffened branch snapping . It's cold. There're …
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146111
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Baby Teak can access Wikipedia by rubbing two xylophone mallets together.
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146111
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I knew we were going to fail. The night we met, when we got out of the car, I dropped my green glove in that puddle, you picked it up but it was ruined. That set the precedent for our whole life together. You can't look at me anymore. My cigarette…
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146145
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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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146123
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Me sad because of results set forth in my life story.
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1461177
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...bush tail beside him his closest comfort next to the genes...
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146044
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Robert Frost told me that life goes on, but that’s just not good enough for me and for God’s sake it shouldn’t be good enough for you either, should it?
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1460128
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His eyes are closed yet restless, as if too many thoughts loop beneath the lids.
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146082
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She wore no bra. As she jammed the truck into park and pushed against the heavy door, he saw the points of her nipples against her dress. Ice filled his belly, the most beautiful pink-colored ice.
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146011
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I dream about the boy in The Neverending Story, the gate of mirrors, and the Nothing, a dark cloud that floats in the sky, takes away everything.
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146011
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There's something about the way he touches me every time that makes my heart skip a beat and pushes the air from my throat. I shiver under his hot breath while he whispers softly and pulls himself closer, letting his fingers glide…
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146065
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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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14601911
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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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146074
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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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146000
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Let me guess. You're reading this because it's dark or there's no surf or you're at work dreaming about surf or you're broken in some way that prevents you from surfing. If I'm right, you depraved little human, then you have come to the right place. Here we…
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146066
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I'll still want the blinds open
and the lights on,
to see the papier-mache of our flesh
fighting death away to the century mark,
even if you only want to live until
a ripe eighty-two.
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146000
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I was sleeping in a pile of teenage bodies soft limb spread over soft thin limb.
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1460113
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146000
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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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146032
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I don't mind being dead. It's ok. Really. I've discovered a whole new way of being based on non-being. What else can you do? I like being invisible. I like groaning and rattling chains. I used to be a writer. Still am. In fact, it might be more accurate to say that…
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146000
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Lottie was a slim, fine looking woman. But Dale thought her breast implants were the worst case of overkill he had ever seen.
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146050
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"The Chinese don't have no Mardy Grah, bitch."
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146000
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He rolls in unbidden across the stubble fields /
Old acquaintance astride a newly booming cloud/
Under sky an alien shade of strawberries whipped/
Her watch stops ticking out the rest of her/
scheduled breathing poses
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146065
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Maybe they considered themselves beyond redemption, or maybe they couldn't sit for that long.
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