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The girls of spring, they’ll stop your heart
When they forsake cosmetic art
They practiced back when skies were grey
and clouds obscured the light of day.
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145900
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The teeth I want must hold significance. Like the quote, “it’s not the destination that matters, it’s the journey,” for me, it’s the connection that I’ve had with someone and the story behind the lost tooth that interests me.
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145984
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She loves you when your words leave her dirty, semi-transparent, at times, overexposed.
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145986
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It is the fragrance of decay/
as paint, polymers and dyes/
outgas molecules of themselves
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145921
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I was feeling a bit introspective. I was busy in my own mind assembling the history of the place and getting ready for the visit. I was naturally not someone who would cluster up with a bunch of people I had just met and had arrived to participate in this
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145943
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I killed him. I know you probably don't believe me, but it was an accident. I'll bet everyone in this room knows Dennis Gauda.... or should I say knew him? He was District Governor a while back. He also won quite a few speech contests. Yes... he's competition,…
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145988
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Some days, you want all the red states to secede
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145974
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145910
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For weeks I hadn’t been able to think straight, waiting to lay vision on those majestic, swooning breasts.
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145921
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Rachel Stevens is an attractive woman I notice her long fair skinned legs and think that She must wear sun block to live in Arizona And have skirts like that. Today she invites me inside, She says she has a light bulb for me to change — up high. In a friendly…
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145910
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But oh my goodness ladies and gentlemen, out from under the vast reeking field, under this generation another generation has been rising and they are bursting up out of the soil of corpses they were boiling under there all along and they are bursting up o
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145985
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The problem with drinking gin in the desert is that eventually there is no more gin but the desert is still there.
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145900
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“I”, fuck it. I, I, I, I. It has always only been about me, this voice of mine, indivisibly me. selfishly and pompously. I shall not dispense with the false pleasantries other writers will offer, those writers that say, “Reader, look here, look at the…
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145900
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The pit of my stomach was bottoming out, this lurching sort-of feeling one experiences when one has coasted WELL OVER an abyss and has no way of finding one's bearings . . .
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145934
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If she does not get to him in time, / all is lost.
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145932
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Of course they (the coffee and cream) were lovers, chemically made for one another, warmly exploring their partner's particles with the passion of a first kiss.
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145900
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Tomiko did not feel lost. Although she struggled to understand what was going on around her, she knew where she wanted to go.
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145972
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Lisa Pottratz's mother illustrated fashion for Lord & Taylor from home in the 1970s. There is more to say about fertility, naming, and diabetes.
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145994
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soft voices singing somewhere in the black back of
rising tensions crashing with the waves...
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145920
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"Don't stab me with that," says John.
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1458101
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These are the three facts of my life.
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145830
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he flies away
past the green explosion,
into the azure sky
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145854
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—You know, Angelique, said Elaine Aster, dabbing her lips with a napkin, I’ve opened a new gallery in Paris.
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145861
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Everybody will be talking about it
on campuses across the country
“Hey! You’ll never guess who’s toilet
I bought. I’m not shitting you!”
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145830
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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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145897
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Although it was unlikely that she would witness mobsters racing up or down Wabash Avenue with guns ablast, she paced behind the hotel's ground-floor glass eyeing traffic for fifteen or twenty minutes . . .
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145862
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She buried her secrets in a bowl of brownie mix....
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145865
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how the world is constantlyrevolving her mirroredorbs around the roomlooking for someone tohypnotize, a goddesshell-bent on catching agoon to mortal with; andas you lie from behindyourself so shall she lie withyou. Now, do you reallywant my answer to…
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145822
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Through void decks of apartment blocks,
Over roads on overhead bridges,
Down small streets on concrete pavements.
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145821
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Under a conspiratorial moon… the shovel my silent partner… organ-less torso to the worms.
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