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He bites and imagines, numbed by want.
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14511410
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Sitting together at Starbucks, we composed a long love letter which we've been mailing back and forth to each other, signing our name upon each receipt and returning it for the last nine months and it has grown to eighty seven pages, barely fitting in a shoe box.
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145100
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lying back on inviolable sheets, your breasts spread apart like a child’s open hands
you’d look up at me and smile
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145011
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This is 57% of middle America, I'm convinced: doomed.
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145040
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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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145041
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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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145023
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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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145000
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Mayumi and Rumiko stood at the top of a hill into stone forest, with the town in view from a distance. The mist made a single path, safe for everyone to travel through. In the town, there were lights flickering everywhere, some areas in total darkness.
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1450109
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He looks outside, sees everything disappearing like crumbing cookies into what appears to be a giant mouth.
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145010
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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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14501310
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Inevitability: it's what's for dinner.
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145021
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I came to a field where, scattered around, were quite a few men digging holes
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145033
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He thought of his field trip from the previous year, of Prague’s museums, statues, squares, architecture, restaurants, and various modes of transport. The town offered none of these and surely no cinema, no crowds of people, not even an old church.
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1450139
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I was convinced that enemy bombers were on the way.
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145010
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"If you don't like it then leave!" Sally screamed.
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145011
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an elongating boy with butter-yellow flecks in his eyes, and skin patched like a tabby.
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145000
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Should probably be faster at the cash register
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145030
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You’ve got me standin’ on my knees,
A’searchin’ for a beggar’s alms,
From folks who’re deaf to all my pleas
And blind to open palms.
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145021
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Keisha selected a strawberry swirl cupcake from the waiter's tray, so pretty, from the hottest, coolest, newest patisserie. Moist strawberrylishious cake, swirly pink frosting, sprinkles. Keisha was one lucky lady, scoring a bizdev gig at recession-proof…
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145000
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She can still be normal, says Momma, knowing my sister can’t hear, forgetting I can.
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145055
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Will he do it with a gun? If it’s a gun, will it be a short one, shaved so he can hold it against his head. Will it look like the photograph he showed me, black and brown. I told him he couldn’t possibly buy something like that from a Walmart.
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145087
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I love Hooters. Best cheese steak in town in my opinion.
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145055
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Eat blueberries every day and you'll live to be a 92 year old mogul. Really.
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145011
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A hinge in my heart is broken.
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144921
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Oh sweet, sweet morning light
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144921
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One can’t predict the final cadence of one’s life.
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144998
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Over his usual ham sandwich and skim milk for lunch Uncle Waldo used to always say, “Going out in the dead of night without a flashlight is dangerous.” But I knew what I was doing. After dark, I'd slip out and sneaker on down the path to take a dip in a…
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144900
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On these days, while Momma counts the money, we go to Blockbuster where we can pick a movie each, play on the playground at McDonalds, lick tall ice cream cones.
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144942
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i saw a sign and it read A PERSON THAT IS MEAN TO THE WAITER IS A MEAN PERSON i thought of you with your high cheekbones, the sense of entitlement unparalleled, the superiority complex that hid much you had a gig and it had probably…
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144963
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I wear boots over bare legs feigning ignorance
To the coming storms, the snow the ice the cold
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