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Wind was a sorry excuse for force
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if i could i would leave/ my beating heart like flowers/ pumping blood upon your doorstep/ in gory testament/ to the way you make me feel.
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1364129
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We perform our chosen duty— naming/
beauties and atrocities within
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136441
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In the morning I listen through an ear-trumpet
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Anneliese inserted one of her crystal drops in Hymen's left ear and kept her left earring in. For a quarter, she bought a handful of cashews and plopped them on a red napkin.
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Her eyes still fixed on him as if to whisper her concerns of fidelity.
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...society has tampered with its denotation so much that it is almost incomprehensible without context.
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136384
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In the moment
I crinkle the aluminum foil,
The sandwich now a deeper
Part of me
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1363149
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and you imagine euthanizing them if what she says is true, that she is leaving them to you in her will.
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136397
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136365
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You're sitting in a darkened theatre with Gothic ceilings and one exit watching the latest Alan Ladd film with William Bendix and Veronica Lake.
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The Argument: A couple of young female lovers, one slightly older than the other one, decide to part ways. The elder has contracted a terminal illness, and they decide the best way to part ways would be by joining together through a suicide pact.…
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What
I learned/one summer/in the North East/Thessaloniki heat was. . . .
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We exist to facilitate/
successful conclusions of hopeless lives.
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the things we will accomplish, the things we will leave to others
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I've never liked kind eyes;I prefer drive.Or fire.And when a woman's eyes are described as "doe,"I hear "dumb."Like an animal.
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I like the cool and dark beneath my rock./
It protects me from the glare and scorch/
of noonday sun and the chilling shadows/
of midnight moon.
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The white Boeing 747, all three hundred and sixty eight seats of it, prepared to depart from Johannesburg Airport. Mild conditions on a clear flight path coupled with the soothing voice of the first officer didn't allay my unease. I offered a friendly nod to the…
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136233
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Life's a beach? A bitch? Same thing.
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She’d picked him up at a party freshman year, calling him Danny. Until then he had always been Daniel. He’d said nothing and his name was changed.
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An infested, indifferent universe . . .
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Violet goes with her mother to the home, delivering cookies to old folks. She's getting to hate how she goes along with everything her mother asks. Some of her friends are rebelling already, and Violet feels something under her skin. It's still just a dark shape, lurking…
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Every encounter is a dance, every secret has its key
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contacts, false eyelashes, strappy open-toed sandals
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Dear Brandon Lee: I know that you're dead and can't respond to letters, but I've always felt a connection to you.
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...come come come come...
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