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The city had a way of going silent. Not a nervous silence, but a quiet silence. The sky was dark, yet everything was colored in a yellow hue cast by the arched streetlights. Buildings, parked vehicles, walls, pavement. Cars and scooters and ambulances and police cars…
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134242
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One day, every girl I’ve ever slept with showed up on my lawn.
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134200
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It may be her destination, but was it also her destiny?
In a desperate wave of inspiration, she decided to let fate take its course.
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134200
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His left hand is still clutching the blue Bic lighter in his pocket, rubbing it slowly but firmly. Anticipation is building, filling Theodore up like a combustible gas inside of a too-small container.
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134221
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Their tongues were dry, her milk was gone, and the last bit of water in the plastic jug had evaporated.
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134222
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...when the doctor scrapes the baby out, he cuts out all the things that make babies, too...
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134244
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I planned to wear this shirt, /
blue, black, and white stripes, /
collar and pocket,
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134233
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It is dead, for a time.
Sometimes we are all dead for a time.
Our lives leave off, sleep under the weight of snow.
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134222
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Most of Carl’s neighbors considered him a lone taciturn man at best and an eccentric loony at worst. His neighbors knew him as the guy who left his house every morning at eight dressed in a suit and tie.
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134222
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Sky: Snows, turns dark. Street: Freezes. Remains on a hill. Traffic: None on this block. Two: Did I miss the bus? One: You either missed it, or it didn't come. Two: Hasn't come. One: One or the other. Which one? Two: I don't know; I asked you. One: I meant which…
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134284
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If you were a poem / it’d be called/
Better Homes and Gardens.
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134222
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a disease/ like junk-sickness/ like a jealous lover/ who discovers competition/ and meets it with a blade/ in your heart,/ not hers.
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134233
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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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134164
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The Traignarry Light Preservation Society meets monthly, and welcomes visitors.
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134110
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A tanka poem inspired by the 40 million debit card numbers stolen from Target stores since Black Friday last month.
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134122
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familiar people passing closely
faces we recognize but cannot place
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134121
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A bridge not satisfied with just crossing the river - It slashed through the sky, crashed through nature - Creating a new nature, a double-decker
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134163
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No temporary solace upon this patch of earth,
stymied in your injury; labored by your girth.
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134123
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I think we had parties with cats before— you were Mr. Gallant, and I Madame Sunshine—we would drink tea laced with toilet spray, and you would complain:…
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134153
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There is a woman in here- I am never alone- but she is fully clothed in Detroit Derby Dolls gear and stands at a modest seven inches tall.
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134121
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When Reg Cuff heard that Sandlewick's abandoned Tiny Town model village was up for sale, he sold his home and failing business and moved right in.
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134174
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And I admire//
the orchestrations of ants and honeybees/
and the persistence and adaptations/
of the cockroach.
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134122
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We sat around the ocean table and ate eyes on ham
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134131
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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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134166
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(no one need fear timidity in our tastes― /
we like trying new things, no matter our hastes!)
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134100
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Billy liked dinosaurs. He played dinosaurs, collected dinosaur toys, drew pictures of dinosaurs, great shambling beasts of tooth and claw, whose passing shook the jungles and whose drooling jaws devoured figures not unlike his sisters. For birthdays and
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134100
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A woman confronts her suspicions about her husband's fidelity.
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“The King,” he paused, pursed his lips, looked across the crowd of eager and fearful citizens of Ki, “is dead!”
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