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Up ahead I saw clusters of people standing silently under the trees. They seemed to be just waiting there. More than 100 people lined up in the cold and dark, not moving.
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The clouds cried more than silver tears,
this time.
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She told me in all my past lives I’ve always been a woman, and I was stuck in this relationship and you weren’t coming back, so I should just move on and get over it. I was a little sad, but yeah, I knew I was going to go back to her one more time, just
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Snap!
Dylan’s arms flung forward as the rod bent toward the ocean. “Holy God! What did I snag?
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From the rumple of pre-dawn Queens, sure South on 95, to almost Savannah by dark; still cold, but we’re full of what’s coming:
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Rose was the easiest lay in the Fletcher Memorial Home For The Aged.
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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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Steve lowers himself onto a lounge chair and lets out a long, overdue sigh. Cliff and Jim, the frickin’ and frackin’ of the built-in pool industry, are making a Burger Chef run while the cement sets.
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One of Montejo's captains has us drilling in the rain again. The sun hasn't shone for days and the air is stifling, like trying to breath under water. Everything looks gray except the palms. Each green leaf droops in the rain like a…
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These words are dripping Delaware and these words are eating your eyes.
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There is no there or where but rather/
trajectories of probability
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“Behold!” cried the Lord, on a late September morning,
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But this ache wouldn't leave me.
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142286
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It is the fragrance of decay/
as paint, polymers and dyes/
outgas molecules of themselves
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A rock group named Stuck Gas Pedal. Another named Tweezer. A group of young punk-rockers wearing neckerchiefs named Mein Kampfire. But wait, there’s more.
A song called “We Were Being Facetious,” co-written by them all.
Lost Flyswatter. That
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inside i know my heart rattles
cause outside i'm only seeing
that the truth is in tatters
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You’ve got Wikipedia. Look them up: vagina and penis. What Wikipedia will not tell you, however, is the thousands of years of human anguish, and rapture, wrapped up in those two organs.
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The were two things and two things only in the town of Comfort, Alabama, that were older than Bella.
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One morning as Georgia Samantha was waking up from her girlish dreams, she found that she had been changed during the night into a stiff-spined book.
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They clog the skimmer basket/
and fill the small Polaris bag.
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i was in the fields, i was moss, was sticking my head in the columbine
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politics only add to assault and distract
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I kill because I can’t stop. I kill because I can.
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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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I couldn’t parse the grammar of her body
nor decode the secret softness of her neck.
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My dog’s on suicide precautions. I had to take away all her eating utensils--even the chopsticks. So now she has to eat directly from the bowl. It doesn’t seem to slow her down.
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“What does it feel like to run, Thomas?” I yelled across the field. Thomas was so fast. I would never catch up to him. Even if I could run. He was so fast. …
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Some days, you want all the red states to secede
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She grew tired of waiting for her husband to give her a flower so she picked one for herself.
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