1419 5 4
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I can trust you with my secrets, can’t I?
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141900
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After dividing the sabliereand after the outliers roll away,disappear,or sit like a thrombus between two fingers,will there be enough in the dayfor you to watch the sun saginto its everyday tomb,to listen to the sagittal sighof a passing evening,to eat the last fruits of a…
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141996
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Birds fly and people
hurry in the wind and rain like it's a matter
of pity.
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141963
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141900
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"Is all life suffering?" Miss Ang asked as she parked in front of the brothel. The concrete monstrosity stood humble and lost in appearance, but the locals knew what transpired there, as did the truckers and businessmen that frequented the Phetkasem Highw
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141900
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There was much joy in Galilee, for it was not often that two marriages, not merely one, were celebrated in one ceremony.
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141920
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Sunday, May 9, 1773 Sir — The world must at present be perpetual on the primitive state of human nature Conjecture The jealousy and envy boils over a dead weight strangled serpents in the Temple
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1419138
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Instead, we found his red-inked list of boys who would never be saved,
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141942
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you happen to me like motorcycle tricks
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141944
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“Kids okay?” I didn’t mean anything by it–it would have been innocent small talk any other time–but he took up the suggestion.
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141800
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“It’s time we moved our relationship back into an upright position,” I said.
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141851
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a man sees salamander bands / a-cracklin on the scree
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141863
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Saturday at Portobello market. Wind whittles leaves from the trees; casts shop signs into windows, turning glass to shimmering fishscale.
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141897
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Savvy as a nine-year-old playing poker with high rollers in Las Vegas, that was Paulie. She'd finally thrown Dick Weasel out the night before, but that morning Diana'd shot down their plan of sharing the house in a “man-free”…
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141832
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my loosening grip on time.
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141844
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And if I lived a thousand lives...
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141888
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I was insufficiently abused as a child.
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141831
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He pronounced the Afrikaans word with the vowel sound like the vowel in dour. It meant box, but it also meant cunt.
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141852
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As the breeze slowly died, another breeze brought her back up, one breeze after another like the hands of God carrying her through the sky.
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141892
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i watch my mind not wanting to touch the vanished rusty notes remain objects of consciousness heaven and hell inside us each moment birds fly through mental speech dark garden rain olive green cool breath of betrayal siempre mixed with greed awakens…
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141865
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I heard them praying to some god
none of us had ever heard of.
I'm glad I went to the funeral
and still have the yellow rose that I
did not throw into his grave.
At some point
you have to stop nibbling
from the moldy cake.
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141854
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It was noon and cloudless when I pulled over next to the icehouse, wedged in the X formed by two dirt roads.
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141820
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Where We Come From (ver. 2.0) (Leadwood, Missouri pop. 1,200) I Matt lit a joint here driving beneath the arms of dying trees The moon shone through in jigsaw puzzles that we could never quite figure out Gravel crackled like leaves in fire …
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141711
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My friend and I were once walking the aisles of a supermarket because we decided we were going to have roasted duck. We didn’t know how to cook, but as the old Filipino reds used to say: If not now, when? If we don’t learn how to cook now, as in NOW, then
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141773
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141711
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There aren’t requirements, only expectations. I’m writing this, because, at the time it happened it seemed strange to me. People might think I’m writing because now, it makes sense, right? It doesn’t, I’ll tell you that much. I’ll also tell you what i
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141732
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Bounder squirmed out of Francesco’s hands and ran into the kitchen.
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141733
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"a ratty, red, medium-sized bicycle for sale in a ratty, medium-sized yard."
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141765
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The one at
dusk is not the one you met this morning.
That one's gone like a head in the window.
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14171813
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After her grief had subsided, the wife felt immediate relief. / Suddenly she was free to abandon or pursue loneliness
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