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For decades the land the village sat on had switched its allegiance between two countries.
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We’ve already agreed on a date when Jack posts some new pictures of himself. I have to swallow. Hard. In four days Jack’s become twenty years older!
On Thursday, a boyish thirty-something was smiling at me from my PC. This Monday I find myself stari
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140600
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Her feet are raised upon an embroidered green pillow and she sits naked in a blue velvet chair. Red earrings dangling from her ears, while a red monkey sits at her feet with one leg extended.
She is exotic. A powder blue on her lips and at her navel,
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What the spaces say//
can be heard in the short/
and longer silences
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The floor dissolves beneath us, pierced by lasered/
glare of countless eye-beams.
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140541
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Dear Friend:
As a visitor to Wonderland in the past, you are truly among our most treasured friends. It is the enthusiasm for whimsy such as yours that spurs us to continue to provide perplexing chaos for which we are so widely esteemed, the better to
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140531
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There is a the reason for the theft of people and the melting of gold
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140544
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The last chick in the nest
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140541
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You can't always be everything
you were expected to be
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The clip-clopping of footsteps now echoes from the opposite end of the alleyway, and as you turn to face the figure who appears behind you, the figure wearing a fierce Noh-drama mask, you determine that this time you will enlist its aid in decoding this r
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140532
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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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140500
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I was sleeping in a pile of teenage bodies soft limb spread over soft thin limb.
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Inevitability: it's what's for dinner.
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1. we got off at the same stop. you approached me as i walked towards the stairs. i saw you looking at me, you said. i wasn't. i was looking at your magazine's cover. i don't remember what i said. i wanted to explore how to exist as myself however i wanted. i wanted to get…
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every timeyou openyour mouthan angel fallsinto a vat of whiskyshut ityou're fucking up heaven2013 - Rene
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When we go to the streets/
we’ll have no guns
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Life to her had come to resemble one of those mazes you find in a puzzle book, inscrutable except by those with exceptional IQs. Mary would run her pencil down one path in search of the passage that might penetrate to the exit, then another, but the paths
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140521
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Under a conspiratorial moon… the shovel my silent partner… organ-less torso to the worms.
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140500
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Mayumi approached them; her memories of their faces from the texts they received from each other had come alive.
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say no / to me / and devastate me / and I will take it / as god's will / to drown me / in a vat / of my own / entrails
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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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It was the dead of winter. I took my father's shotgun from his closet. He kept it wrapped up in one of those khaki-colored gun tote bags that had a zipper running the whole length of the gun. It was a 16-gauge, single action shotgun. Anyone could tell wha
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I am not responsible for any nightmares this piece may cause for all you mice lovers!
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She loves you when your words leave her dirty, semi-transparent, at times, overexposed.
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140411
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away into a gale then
sleet he gurgled with
eddie the pike till
he yearned and
twirled the oracle
of spider gloss
till he slipped
alone into the sky
to find her in a violet
rain they splat together
back to back on the rail
in the rumbling tumbl
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140465
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Nothing good ever waits at the end of a long corridor.
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There are stranded people just like us, that's Not necessarily what I'm looking for. Negativity won't pull us through the Barbed-wire halls of hate. And even if I Was the only one, I wouldn't want you To look any different in the mirror. I'm older …
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140400
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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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After sex he would get on his old refurbished upright piano and always play that same song. We came to know it as the After-Sex Song.
It was really quite lovely, and touching. I think it made us all feel better around that building. Yeah, I remember t
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Sunlight and the small wind/
swallow the frost/
on rooftops and windshields
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