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"The Chinese don't have no Mardy Grah, bitch."
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146551
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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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146500
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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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There were too many laws but not enough of the kinds she wanted. She wished for the right to go shopping. Then taste rather than disposable income or access to finance could distinguish people.
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1465177
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...bush tail beside him his closest comfort next to the genes...
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146452
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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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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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146420
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He had a lean build, except, remarkably, his midsection was perfectly barrel-like. As if he kept an alien lifeform in his belly, cultivated by years of Pabst and Yuengling transfusions.
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146442
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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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146442
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Feeding you a taste of croissant
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politics only add to assault and distract
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146454
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Uzma dashes up the stairs ahead of me . . .
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146421
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Be aware the dog is king, radiant, emitting many beams, renewed by and restored by his fullness, his satiety. In many ways underlying all our hearts and minds, out of our notorious youth, ever the flower of our flesh on fire like a little reed next to the dried…
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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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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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1463138
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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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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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In Aisle 3 would you brighthearted find Count the Chocula.
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It is your music that makes me want to crack open my ribcage and rip out my heart as it still beats, to cauterize my carotids, and shove the mechanical insides of a clock into my thoracic cavity.
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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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146331
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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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"You don't need the gun," Dean said. "Bring me a bottle of peroxide and some duct tape."
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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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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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Beautiful, he thinks, as he taps the ash of his cigarette over the balcony, but this is not good enough.
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