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I suggested when we passed the flesh shack that we turn around and that I go in and say to the sex workers that the Russians are fetching $3.5K per hour in Manhattan and it's private, unlike there at that road-side shack.
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Squeeze the Word into Flesh
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Tree full of dimes and dollars
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128222
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We walk though the streets of London, New York, Paris, Prague, Barcelona, Skegness, inhaling air heavy with metaphors, eyes set alight by the microscopic pyrotechnics of quotidian symbols hitherto debased by the outmoded conventions of a bankrupt civilisation decomposing in…
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To stop myself from imagining myself/ kissing you on your face, feeling your/
eyelashes on my lips as I pass over them,/
I imagine myself murdering you with/
an axe instead...
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“I love women. They’re like goddesses.”
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This is the record of a drowning.
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Ymir used to be a big nothing;Now he's everything.His hair is the grass, the trees, the reedsHis scalp is the desertHis skull is the empty vault of spaceHis brain is telecommunicationsHis skin is a reality made of matter and miragesHis forehead is the Ten CommandmentsHis…
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Everything conspires to kill you:
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Back then we used to dance slowly to Sam Cooke's “You Send Me” on your parquet floors, whispering about planting our vegetable garden, planning to seed the lawn with centipede grass, promising to count all the red cars that came down the street.
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You sleep. The time is soft and slow.
Your dreams are covered with the snow.
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No freebies. You want to read it, you have to read all of it.
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128121
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“He didn’t finish ‘The Witchcraft of Salem Village,’” Scooter says, tattling on his little brother. I’m projecting him to be a first-round draft pick by the National Security Agency in about ten years.
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An infested, indifferent universe . . .
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each act of creation is a jolt of expectation
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In the moment
I crinkle the aluminum foil,
The sandwich now a deeper
Part of me
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She became suited to herself only. She no longer tried in any way to fit, she fought the molds they created and kept moving in her own direction. Often forward, sometimes a bit backward, and she rightly scaled her own Mt. Olympus and there she sat with he
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Maybe it takes as much fortitude
To forget
As it does
To remember.
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"Shouldn’t I be able to easily get my arms around nothing?”
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128121
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Roy Williams was his real name. It had been for the last 15 years. Since retiring from the Firm he’d lived innocuously in an apartment near the Old City walls of Dubrovnik doing the occasional quick job for them. You never entirely retired from the Firm.
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Touch these words with your mind. They will create an elephant with an unidentifiable itch.
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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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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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For Takama this created the second conundrum of the day. One even bigger than the first. When he’d first learnt that sensei and he would be boarding a flight together for a series of demonstrations in Geneva, little had he expected he would be locked up i
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Dee startled awake from the dream, sat up in bed and looked around the room. The dream came back--hazy, yet clearer by the second. Dee had been warning the girl in her dream that he was a monster; that she shouldn't talk to him, should stay far away from him. …
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We'll all face the raging river, some sooner than others.
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His nervous cackle makes me sick - Oh, if only - Times were different - That knife - Would fit so nicely in his back
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circumstances//
squeeze the heart so hard/
that you should die but don’t.
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