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Years later Polyphemus still remembers the wine-soaked taste of Odysseus’s men. The barley and garlic-flavored Greeks. Their flesh a fibrous, blood-hued hummus. Their crunched bones releasing sweet marrow.
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134755
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Her name was Carrie. And yes, it was love at first sight. Yes, she was a client, and you were supposed to keep your hands off the clients. Everyone in real estate knew that. She came into my office and took a seat in the reception area. I had a listing on Cedar…
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The retired, widowed receptionist slapped one hand to the base of her throat with a gasp . . .
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134784
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In the moment
I crinkle the aluminum foil,
The sandwich now a deeper
Part of me
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134720
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She had the smile of a pixie on mushrooms in a disco ball universe, and I dug her style.
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134731
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He fought off the U-boat packs in the Atlantic — one hand on the tiller, one on the torpedo launch button.
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134720
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I was about sixteen or seventeen when James Miller had a stroke and died. He was a friend of my father's and a preacher-guy. The last time our church had been that full was at the barbecue the weekend after the church was built. Somehow, the structure went…
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13471410
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It was 14:24 official eBay time. Louise had spent hours looking at over 30,000 items under “Elvis Memorabilia"
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134700
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"That it was my stepdad's fault."
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134751
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At 19 words, the whole piece is a snippet.
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134711
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1Paradise Lost is cast into the lake of fire. Satan tells John Milton to rewrite it in 140 characters or fewer.2Filippo Marinetti languishes in a dismal rural idyll. His hand, possessed, scrawls euphonic odes to the moon with a quill.3Henri Michaux floats through the…
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134755
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Some nights I want to take my father’s glock / and build my skull a sunroof.
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134711
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Salted sea of summer fingers- sand and salted skinmelt in me; vanilla ice cream lick- your lips; salty kiss saliva- sweet salt of semen run down my chin languid-salty sweat of you.
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134700
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Lips to graceful curve, / Found a well from which / This dancing lifeblood comes / (Again and again)...
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1347117
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Jimi and Janis remain fierce and beautiful
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134721
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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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1347129
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Your cairns/
are litter in the streets
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134721
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I woke up when the smoke alarm insisted. Either the curtains were on fire or I hadn't changed the battery.
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134700
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". . . Stinkin' vampires, death to all of ’em, them and their plague-festerin' rats. But the new ones, I don’t mind takin’ ’em down before gettin’ rid of ’em. —But you’ll never get that smell off o’ you if you use only one condom, I’m here to tell you . .
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1347107
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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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134622
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The house where my brother lived up in the hills above Hollywood, looked like any other suburban house on any normal street Anywhere USA, except that once you got inside the house — spread out at your feet was a panoramic view over a canyon that was act
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134653
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He is sitting in the infinite rain
and the water is making him some infinite silhouette
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134663
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If you shoot at them now, it'll be attempted murder or, worse, premeditated murder.
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134650
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I know from the experience of too many odd sideways glances that folks are seldom interested in my brand of observation. No one else seems to wonder how many commas there are in the library or how many other people own that exact shirt.
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134685
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Every encounter is a dance, every secret has its key
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134643
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No, no mother’s tenderness: she shows no sign of that … Do you know that she has them make their own bed? No, not the girl: the boys too! Yes, the boys. She humiliates them.
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134600
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It’s just another
Day where I feel tired, but I
Don’t know why it’s so.
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134611
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the sour waft of a secret
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134600
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The woman tapped a dark plastic stirrer on the tabletop in front of her to emphasize something she was saying.
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