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I had a friend in high school that wore a size G bra and we would take guesses on how much her tits weighed in comparison to the rest of her body. I spent a night wondering how she kept upright.
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133031
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My mother’s serene and patient voice flew up the staircase once again “Megan, are you done feeling sorry for yourself?”
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133010
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If Mad Dog were interrogated by female U.S. forces in a combat-riven no-woman’s-land to see if he was really an American, he couldn’t name the most recent WNBA champion.
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133055
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Our realtor is worried about selling our apartment. He believes it is a submarine. We cannot convince him otherwise. I agree that our apartment is a little small and more than a little cluttered. We have a lot of books. The sensation of standing or sitting in our…
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the darkness held frieghtened by the surveillance of a distant white shimmer.
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133043
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...she had marked the stars with a blue pen, connected the dots to make Andromeda, Cassiopeia, told us of the gods behind the stars...
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these dead letters for you... and then they withdrew...
something happened on the way to shabriz...
my fingertips fell on their knees.
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132986
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Four ships anchor
Far off shore
Chains slip
Beneath the swell.
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132998
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It was cold in the church. The Lutherans were freezing to death. The Catholics brought their winter coats.
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132954
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Is there a homunculus in my brain guiding everything like the pilot of an airliner?
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132920
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I’m starting to feel more interested in my savings account.
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132933
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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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132922
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He will feast and die beneath the glaring gaze of the western sky, waiting patiently for what will come next
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132931
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She seizes my hand. I resist just enough to sense her strength.
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132963
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" . . . the government works for the aliens now, taking over the world. That's why everything's so screwed up."
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132920
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Rose would have preferred to survey the wreckage alone, between sips of her earl grey, but the morning light drew her attention to blonde and jet black curls weaving into folds of fabric.
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Once upon a time I sat in summer chairs beside cool vine walls. This was in a borough east of the major city, where families gathered in seasonal joy, by blooms fragrant, to worship the summer and its might. There is nothing diminutive about the world when one is…
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In time's embroidery, the human storyis a short stretch of a short strand within the thread of half a knot-and that stretch of strand's defective. What will mourn us when we're gone?Not the plants which live so lightly on the earth.Not the scorpions and not the ants.Perhaps…
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the things we will accomplish, the things we will leave to others
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She’d reached me after running through the directory, alphabetically. Apparently no one in the a’s or b’s or c’s before me would talk to her.
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132943
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Today, the buxom neighbor carrying blintzes
Egged me not to care about
What’s not flat. She forgot
To bend, clanging together
Some fronts and sides.
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132920
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It’s possible that you’re dying. Every headache a brain tumor, your friend once said. You laughed then. Now you begin to see what he meant.
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132954
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A gentle man,
and a fierce woman,
charmed one another
in a shaded gazebo.
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132932
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A short time ago, a man who lived near me got angry. He woke up one morning and torched his house, with his wife and stepdaughter still inside. He drove up I-35 to the Georgetown airport, got his plane, and flew it into the Echelon Building in Austin.
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132932
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while you peed on that little old lady's begonias
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132953
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Could even drift off to
New Orleans for a slow sip
of a hurricane
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sheets, white, coarse
redolent with Clorox
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132853
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He is sitting in the infinite rain
and the water is making him some infinite silhouette
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Her name was Christine
and she was nailed to the cross
of their lust
and their greed,
and their vengeance
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