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a man sees salamander bands / a-cracklin on the scree
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125164
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i am two / one part me / another part them
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125120
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I’m starting to feel more interested in my savings account.
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125111
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I pulled at her shirt like a slot machine.
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125111
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..Sheena's not there to make my morning coffee and the brain cells I feel slowly dying are not expiring because of bad Aussie pop songs.
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125111
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On a cold November afternoon I stood in the foyer of Sampson and Sons funeral home and paced silently back and forth across the purple carpet. They have that deep pile and rich color of carpeting that you only really see in a small town…
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125100
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she flips
you a smile and a white plastic menu, and all the blood in
your head, and upper body rushes to your crouch, and god-all-
mighty, space aliens from the planet Vanna White could be landing in their unnumbered hoards in the parking lot, and all
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125152
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Can we ever truly know reality? I don’t think so. But fly in comfort my friend. Lean back and enjoy the thrust of those engines.
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125141
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IV. From Hoover Dam The intent of passive presence wreathes an endless ring, Invisible, beyond all thoughts and change to sickness. This hour beats sibylline as vacancy, breathing Through mouths that do not taste their nothingness. I do not know where you are;…
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125121
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They put me in charge of developing a drug that stifles fear.
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125155
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My businessman does as his nature allows him. He is so cute. All day long he makes deals. He is on his phone most of the time. He raises his voice. “Fuck those fuckers, just do it,” is what he says. My businessman hedges risk on his investments by keeping…
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125176
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We exist to facilitate/
successful conclusions of hopeless lives.
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125111
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She never leaves her desk, but food appears like magic.
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1251117
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They might think that loneliness has made me gullible, more than willing to open for them all kinds of drawers.
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125161
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They had both discovered, though, that when people stared at them now, away from the carnival, it was very different. There, they were supposed to be odd, it was what people expected. Here, they were supposed to fit in.
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125130
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The first indication I had of what I look like came when a man put me back on the rack, remarking that I was too pink. Over the weeks that followed, I gained a few more ideas about my appearance from the comments of people in the shop. My photographic side had been…
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125166
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state a shambles, mountains and rivers endure./meanwhile, the city hides amidst spring's thick growth . . .
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125140
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But that last night in Europe, getting ready to fly out of Amsterdam back to the States, I heard this Phil Collins song, “In the Air Tonight,” which expressed some of the turmoil and confusion and whole-life hysteria I was feeling inside. Waves of fru
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125153
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"All these people," Rammstein complained, "seems all they wanna do is write about love, and sex along with it, you know? And I think it's because it's all feelgood shit; you know, your sweet baby loves you, and he or she's hot as Angie or Brad, and…
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125180
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She plucks two eggs from the carton, weighs and measures them with the cup of her palm, the curve of her fingers.
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125175
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Everything conspires to kill you:
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125086
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It must be nice not to have to worry About certain things because those things are not yet In your circle, or in your circus, of life. I don't begrudge you for being almost grown in A much different, sweeter place and time. I'm thrilled By…
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125064
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Mum and Dad are dead, though I'm the only person who has noticed. They're sipping their tea in the kitchen. Dad keeps coughing up maggots. Mum's face looks like a cracked mirror: I see myself in it, broken, dark. My brothers carry on as normal. They huddle by the TV,…
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125000
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John Davies paces nervously around an empty parking lot...
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125000
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It’s just another
Day where I feel tired, but I
Don’t know why it’s so.
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1250188
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he who laughs last is probably a dumbass fuck
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125033
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I nearly burst out laughing when I heard myself telling him in my accented English that she’d confided in me that she was preparing to sacrifice herself as part of an elaborate snuff film produced by a band of psychotic artists hell-bent on making up for
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125012
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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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1250158
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Maybe it takes as much fortitude
To forget
As it does
To remember.
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125020
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Clatters and clatters ensued, and the splash destroyed all denial.
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