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"Don't stab me with that," says John.
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Ever had the occasion to wake up look at your watch and see it's five-thirty in the morning — after sleeping on the couch all night? Ever then gone to take a leak, trudged down the hall, cracked your bedroom door to check on your wife and found a portly, balding man…
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I arrange 15 restatements of how lovely you are forward then backward, horizontally then vertically then along the diagonals.
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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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he flies away
past the green explosion,
into the azure sky
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But there it was, amid the “junk” set to be thrown out with the rest of his childhood, opened accidentally to the page of his Indiana Jones Action Journal about his winter formal when he was sixteen.
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One evening I came home late from work to find my wife drinking white Zinfandel by the fireplace in the living room and reading Wallace Stevens poems out loud to the dog, curled at her feet.
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144863
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—Have you ever fired a gun?
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144800
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Lula’s fried chicken should be served on the hem of Jesus’s robe rather than out of a styrofoam box. It’s so good that I kept glancing at the little tray on the steam table, hoping to be hungry again, ready to yank pieces out of the grasp of strangers, to
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That son of a bitch locked me in the house again. Come over and knock in a window. One of them by the roses; he won’t see. Be a dear.
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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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In the blur she met Joseph. Joseph was the priest who lived in the attic of the church. She met him after she grew boobs and thighs that moved like dragonflies soaring above ponds.
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She positioned the mouse cursor over the word Bikini and double clicked. The hard drive of the ageing work PC chugged into life as an Excel document dragged itself onto the screen.
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144800
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Could I really seduce and rob a total stranger -- just on a dare?
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the honesty of bodies & the lies hidden under skin.
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144712
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Every time it happens,
I think of Amber Heard
and how hard you can be slapped
without a bruise forming.
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I'm putting makeup on my face. The woman next to me is reviewing legal briefs.
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144730
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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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You’re finally in a band that can get through a rehearsal without someone strangling someone with an amp cord over creative differences. No one’s in jail, rehab, or MIA from a multi-day booze binge. The group has laid down a few quality tracks that don’t
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The clouds cried more than silver tears,
this time.
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I kill because I can’t stop. I kill because I can.
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144797
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Mark Reep is that stepbrother you had a thing for, the one who turned you onto Steve Vai, Stoli.
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rheumy eyes wink, gnarled hands pantomime
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The doctor bargained with us enough but I kept saying “give it a thousand years and we'll think about it.” He seemed to mean well and be smart enough to not be feeding us snakes, but he wasn't a praying man and I couldn't see past that look he used to give my…
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The night I screamed you out of my life for good, I fed your confettied photo to swirling toilet, a ticker tape parade and dead fish burial rolled into one. Later I found the box, a jiffy…
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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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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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I remember the first time I met the virgin, Terry (not Mary.) She was in the back seat of an old Plymouth convertible with its top down, jam-packed with raucous high school girls vying to see which one of them could be the most loud and obnoxious, and w
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My husband says you don’t have to tip the owner of an establishment, just employees. I never heard of that rule, and suspect it is another example of him just being cheap.
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Johnny and Dee Dee Ramone crack open
an Old Bushmill’s and offer John Huston a pull.
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