1451 11 7
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Jimi and Janis remain fierce and beautiful
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145110
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What chaos comes from / insufficiency? What else can calcify dreams?
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145130
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After our first kiss,
a team of scientists
scrubbed away the cancer
of your lipstick.
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145122
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She was gazing down at her two hands holding the peach seersucker top, but without blinking she saw four hands—ahh, idiot, the mirror! But in the next moment no, it was four hands . . .
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145011
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This is 57% of middle America, I'm convinced: doomed.
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145063
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Chewing on peppered peanuts, thin flakes scattered carelessly around his squat, Father unfurls his turban and mops his clammy pate with an open palm.
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145055
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Due to recent enhancements to our billing system, the rate per unit for your basic service can no longer be determined.
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1450103
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They're haunting me with every spotting. They're convincing me they'd be the unexpected blessing. They're confusing me when I look at my already-children, taking on the shape of this one's face, that one's gestures. We've been…
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145000
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Every night I say "I dream about you all the time, Nae Ann," but the truth is I don't. I dream about stupid crap at work like air filters for a 2006 Mazda RX-8 GT.
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145053
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145042
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Girolamo Dente was nodding off in his studio at Découvrir Art when he heard the alarm.
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145065
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1. The Kingdom of MaggotsBillions of tiny naked bald men wriggle and squirm through a derelict mannequin factory.2. The Sea of KnivesThe crests of waves slice and slash. Maimed mermaids wail.3. The Eye MoonEnvious mirrors ape the sun. An astronaut falls forever into open…
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145055
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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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1450179
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...swallowed like a radiant yolk by an epicurean barracuda.
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145053
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An electromagnetic pulse/
scrubbed the servers./
The clouds wisped and blew away, empty./
Markets lost what little mind they had.
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144964
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The Traignarry Light Preservation Society meets monthly, and welcomes visitors.
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144921
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When she would leave my pillows still smelled like her. I would just inhale her for hours afterwards, sex and honeysuckles.
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144943
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144900
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144942
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They sit across from each other and she smiles as if they were in a normal place.
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144950
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I noticed his pistol before his pissbag and I knew then that failure not only had a face but a balding head, too
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144932
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Why not just self-publish on Fictionaut and be read by thousands of my peers? Why not release my cherished work directly to my thousands of Facebook or Twitter or blog friends? Can the budding writer that I am realistically expect a larger audience?
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144956
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144944
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"Shouldn’t I be able to easily get my arms around nothing?”
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144951
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Six months passed and the lovers decided speaking was no longer a necessary component in their relationship. They did this over breakfast, delicately spooning pink triangles of grapefruit into their mouths. Not a word spoken.
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144911
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She never leaves her desk, but food appears like magic.
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144960
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Technique, Technique, Technique, Technique, TECHNIQUE!
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144988
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I invited Henry to go out with me and Marge, suggesting he ask Ellen who he dated a while back and who still asked about him, but Henry shook his head “no” and said “out things” were just too boring at our ages — and besides, since his…
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144942
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Bobby turned black yesterday. Not like his ethnicity, or skin color. But his soul. Not his soul. Not black either. But a violet desecrating blue. That kind of blue that use to sit in the ocean, then dried up, and vanished into a big terrifying stupor. He looked at me with…
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