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I smelled the bleach of burst anemones
the sweet arousal of the Dungeness crabs
the seaweed of sour twigs and feces
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142797
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142742
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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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142700
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A dark and mysterious account of an ancient traveler seeking arcane literature, and the miserable results to him after he receives what he sought.
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1427158
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Maybe it takes as much fortitude
To forget
As it does
To remember.
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142700
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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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142742
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Feeding you a taste of croissant
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14271911
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Culture gives what it feels you deserve/
in the cul-de-sac of your time and place.
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1427159
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They were discussing reincarnation,
what animals they would come back as.
"I'd be a vole," Cranshaw said. Is a vole
even an animal? Connie asked.
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142764
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you tell
a stranger's story...
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142700
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I was sleeping in a pile of teenage bodies soft limb spread over soft thin limb.
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142721
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I came to a field where, scattered around, were quite a few men digging holes
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142721
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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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142764
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"...she's been seeming like she's been dreaming while awake lately..."
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142711
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another lonely drone holding still
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142700
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This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional and should not be inferred. (Really!)
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142751
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It starts with a letter, down the back of the couch, ending, ‘love, always.' I read only the kisses aimed at me - a firing line running off the page. How long has that letter hidden there? It secreted itself in a corner of the house…
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142755
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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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142733
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The leaves/
seek reunion with the ground//
and leave the oak tree naked/
in December’s cold.
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142710
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Bree was mean as a bag of snakes and had done laid out most of the eligible bachelors in Culloden County at one time or another to the tune that at this point no man who’d heard of her wanted much truck with her.
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1427107
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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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142600
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If I remember him at all it’s because I decided not to flunk him so he could graduate. I had this theory that teachers should be bound by the same oath as doctors, First, do no harm.
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142684
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She loves you when your words leave her dirty, semi-transparent, at times, overexposed.
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1426101
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These are the three facts of my life.
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142654
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I would advise the younger you to change your underpants, and not to let those boys do the talking for you.
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142683
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You have the right to be happy
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142611
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You think there’s a chance the bag could be holding a severed head, or live or dead kittens.
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142630
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I somehow ended up with my father's second wife's wedding ring. Although it could actually be his third wife's wedding ring.
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142600
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“Is that an erect annual plant in your codpiece, Mr. Flax, or are you just glad to see me?”
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142662
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She buried her secrets in a bowl of brownie mix....
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