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Uzma dashes up the stairs ahead of me . . .
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Those who don’t die, desire, descend. No song aloft arises from my irk. The seeing chieftain, not of sea, nor sand, nor boat, I till nightfall stammer alive, dig boneless trenches against tiding dregs and lathe, hunt, wallow, plow the hours, call in awei
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It comes to me at night, the monster. I don't even realize it's in the room until I hear it breathing behind me. It reaches out its hands and places them on my shoulders. Its fingers are furry and soft, but strong. They grasp the muscles on either side of my neck, and I…
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She's an obese woman whose clothes don't fit: shirts that ride up too high her belly hanging out her pants suctioned to her strangely pegged legs. Her ballooned cheeks are always chapped pink her lips little slivers peeled back over small beige teeth like…
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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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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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146311
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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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146342
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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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146363
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Day by day people went missing. Reports of the ads being answered with a robocall solution to their problems were at first unconfirmed. Yesterday my best friend told me his emotional distress call was going to be channeled into a free trip to what he call
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146353
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In Aisle 3 would you brighthearted find Count the Chocula.
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146342
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Feeding you a taste of croissant
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146389
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They can’t exterminate the poor just yet
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146333
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Where we’ve penned heart shaped question marks, seeds sprouting bowed heads, a congregation of confused supplicants.
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146386
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Before Genesis, digesting the primordial soup.
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146300
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Should probably be faster at the cash register
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146300
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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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146351
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Darkness was fast approaching. I stuck out my tongue at Naya, and she reached out as if to grab…
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146300
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Cooking dinner for one in a city that isn’t my home. A beautiful city that I’m slowly losing interest in, just as I become a local. In a tiny apartment set in the most realistic part of town, I’ve turned the music up loud to drown out my thoughts.
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146355
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Eat blueberries every day and you'll live to be a 92 year old mogul. Really.
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146252
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Don’t forget, I’ve watched the evil you’ve done to the lawn for years, not to mention the chaos you’ve made of the woodshed. Don’t you remember me showing you how to properly stack the wood?
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politics only add to assault and distract
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146232
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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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146231
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It was the first warm day of a late-arriving spring. Ben was sitting in his divorce lawyer’s office on Maiden Lane in lower Manhattan.
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146221
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"You don't need the gun," Dean said. "Bring me a bottle of peroxide and some duct tape."
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1462105
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If I could say only one thing more to Tony who died a month ago, there is one thing I could find to say
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146164
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The sad march goes ever on. It stretches endlessly over an eternity of painful hills, as unnatural as lumps under the skin, into the deserted broken down streets, the forgotten unprotected alleyways, always adding more and more lost children to…
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146180
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Beautiful, he thinks, as he taps the ash of his cigarette over the balcony, but this is not good enough.
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146120
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"We gotta find a way to get high!" "Shh! My parents will hear you Tommy! Their bed is right above us." …
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inside i know my heart rattles
cause outside i'm only seeing
that the truth is in tatters
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