1385 3 3
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Life's a beach? A bitch? Same thing.
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138511
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Damn, the light turned
green
on me.
Wasn't ready.
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138511
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Joanne Simpson sat in her pew of the church that dominated her tiny town, listening to the buzzing of disturbed voices like a hive of bees trapped in a wall. She knew exactly what was wrong. Some parishioners sat on the edge of the pews, while some whispe
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138520
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Her eyes still fixed on him as if to whisper her concerns of fidelity.
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138553
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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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138520
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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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138531
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You’re a glimpse at immortality, a pathway to transcend the body, to the sphere just outside, where time ceases to matter and the ball of the sun grows warm in our bellies.
I’ll love you more than the next lover and never
as much as the lovers before y
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138542
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Frank was about to take the first bite of a chicken salad sandwich.
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138544
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"Shouldn’t I be able to easily get my arms around nothing?”
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138555
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Some nights I want to take my father’s glock / and build my skull a sunroof.
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138520
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Clatters and clatters ensued, and the splash destroyed all denial.
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138500
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After he was wounded in Iraq, Wilson Jenkins came home to Monroe. He had suffered two wounds. The first was a waxy-looking scar on his left leg. A twisting crevice of flesh, it started inches above the ankle and ended on his outer hip. In the field hosp
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138576
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We exist to facilitate/
successful conclusions of hopeless lives.
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138522
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The bank bought out the miles of land behind our property.
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1385129
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Your cairns/
are litter in the streets
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138522
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I remember thinking virginity was highly over-rated. Who really wants to be a virgin anyway? I got out of that state as fast as I could. Sixteen years (okay maybe 15 and a half) is long enough of not knowing what to do with your body. Screw that! But th
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138555
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Then I am in Washington DC impersonating an accountant.
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138430
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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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138421
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Q: Tell me briefly about how you got into the death industry.
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138400
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Mid-laugh, Mr. Adams caught himself. His eyes welled, flooded with guilt for chuckling at his son's funeral.
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138454
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He gave her his driving range and she gave it back. She didn’t know what a bogey was. Arms akimbo he smiled and licked the China cat by the window.
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138400
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It’s that time of year. The combustible mixture of booze, poinsettia corsages and the soulful sounds of Eddie Venturi and the Fastidians will cause people to get up and dance at holiday office parties who have no business doing so.
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138450
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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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138485
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Every encounter is a dance, every secret has its key
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138441
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138498
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Walking down an unfamiliar street, / I heard a sudden caw of crows, / some thunder afar, strums of a lute— / a streetcar came flying along.
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138463
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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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138474
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Near dusk today a car backfired on the street beneath my office window
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138485
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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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138496
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Tell people of substance the truth.
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