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Shit, I guess I'm gonna hafta
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148922
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Happy Birthday to me.
It takes just a second on waking to remember,
It's June but it feels like December.
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Despite the newly bright bricks and the working clock, Cassie couldn't help but take a deep breath before entering King Street Station. She had always tried to hold her breath when her family cut through it on the way to Mariners games but had never succeeded, not…
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148821
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One can’t predict the final cadence of one’s life.
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148865
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Nothing good ever waits at the end of a long corridor.
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148800
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I'd had a long, hard fall from the pinnacle of the profession. I made the mistake of accepting a mouse pad, coffee mug and a fleece pullover with the logo of Upchux, an anti-reflux drug, on the left breast where you'd get heartburn.
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148822
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A single woman should regard every train ride as an opportunity, I once read in one of those “How to Find A Boyfriend” books. “When boarding the train, don't take the first available seat,“ the author advised. “Walk through all the cars…
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148842
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Years ago, I was involved in a freakish tragedy so startling and heartbreaking that it made the front page of not only my local newspaper, but “People” and “The National Enquirer.” I'm not going to tell you anything about it. This means that…
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148821
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Their tongues were dry, her milk was gone, and the last bit of water in the plastic jug had evaporated.
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I’m not / going to change you I /promise
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1488159
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Conjure calamity and calamity comes.
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148821
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His touch, even now, seemed to set off tremors inside her.
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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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In the words of that great philosopher Hunter S. Thompson, "When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."
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148763
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—You're convinced I'm crazy. I'm convinced you're incompetent.
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I should have never gotten involved in such a huge lie. I was a poet, for God's sake, not a novelist. I wasn't used to lying.
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I. Europa How else to begin but with Gustave Holst's Mars--the gods waging war in romantic twilight as drumbeats and cannons blast swathes in the gloaming and glory awaits in the halls of black smoke. A visual perhaps:…
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and, under foot,//
dark caves waiting/
with their unseen pigments/
adorning forgotten walls.
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148763
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Some people are born that way, and some people do things to themselves
that keep them from talking. Like opening up a soda bottle with your mouth.
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As I fall to the ground I realize that in a few moments I will be experiencing a new kind of pain. The last pain. The last pain I will ever feel.
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148789
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They can’t exterminate the poor just yet
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148764
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"...she's been seeming like she's been dreaming while awake lately..."
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148755
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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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148765
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Maybe they considered themselves beyond redemption, or maybe they couldn't sit for that long.
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1487107
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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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148632
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I am not responsible for any nightmares this piece may cause for all you mice lovers!
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148653
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Seeking your will, instead we found, somehow, a clutch of our own documents;
folded under a rubber band gone to rot,
muddy strands nestled in the creases.
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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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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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Heel to toe, our bunions
are our ingrown medals.
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