1303 4 2
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Gripping the sink, head bowed, I let the blood gather on the rim of my nose, pooling for a moment, before its fleeting journey towards the basin.
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1303159
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I will wrap up in quilts that still smell of summer sun
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130360
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“The first thing you must remember,” Polly tells the Levensons, “is that every penny you spend on your guests is that much less you can spend on your horses.”
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130396
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Wind was a sorry excuse for force
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13031511
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I have become interested in Carracci / Ludovico Carracci
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130363
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130363
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She was from Tennessee,
with advantages over me.
An upbringing surrounded by books
and sensitivity.
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130321
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In the living room of a model home, Mr. Jorgensen lived. He was a mannequin. He spent his days in display windows. He spent his commutes displaying the latest model cars.
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130330
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After our first kiss,
a team of scientists
scrubbed away the cancer
of your lipstick.
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1303105
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I remember, when I was selling real estate, how you could always tell when there'd been a divorce. One room was conspicuously left emptied of its contents, and these rooms were never swept or tidied. Instead they were left just as they were when the par
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130384
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When the poet loves,/ I said, quoting the poet,/ he loves himself.
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130322
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This is the record of a drowning.
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130395
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I want to write a story about a woman who lies to men about her height.
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130322
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the small break of consciousness that is my dreamswaterso much wateri can never forgive the watertoo many tears
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1302136
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I said he was cold. I said I like cold.
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1302135
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each act of creation is a jolt of expectation
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130265
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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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130242
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A sizzling as skin and sinew melt, fall away. "Scream if you need to scream, child." And I scream, and her song gains strength. The warmth of her around me. It is time.
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130285
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Mari thinks that's all fine and fucking dandy.
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130211
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“I love women. They’re like goddesses.”
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130151
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a man sees salamander bands / a-cracklin on the scree
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130120
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Clatters and clatters ensued, and the splash destroyed all denial.
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130133
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As she slunk to her topless Mercedes
sparkling curbside, wax job hand rubbed
in Hamburg, testosterone heads turned
wishing similar treatment.
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130185
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Have you measured the cups, the conveyors' yield? Do you know the span? I am the LORD your God, she murmured.
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130152
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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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130121
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So you printed your resume on this coffee cup - that’s something
- I wanted you guys to think about me every morning - while you were getting your coffee
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130188
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I was insufficiently abused as a child.
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13011612
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I am experience and information//
at a small but irredeemable remove.
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130131
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Little Roy Farrell'd taken a bite of his fourth grade teacher's ear as she bent close to help him sound out the word “grace.” Doc Felter had sewn most of teacher's ear back on, but by seventh grade Roy still couldn't read and never understood that he'd in
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130153
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No girl hits hard enough.
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