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The perfect murder, and it’s not even murder.
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“All I want,” he was heard to say, “is a date with a really
good-looking woman before I go away.”
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This is the record of a drowning.
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It's called the Knee Defender. But I prefer to think of it as the Schmuck Identifier.
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Q: Tell me briefly about how you got into the death industry.
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Damn, the light turned
green
on me.
Wasn't ready.
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thunder striking in a pancake cumulative, his building bouncing upon itself, life going Richtor Scale, a billion pounds of panic per square second
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It’s quite simple - don’t move.
No fake or feint - just stand your ground.
The fixed gaze, the thousand yard stare, hold your place.
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Fall came early that year. The edge in the air wasn't just the cold, raw wind cutting down the street — the unity and collective embrace briefly shared after September 11th had faded. The weight from…
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She's not a poet, but does she have to be? She comes to the reading to read the poems of her recently dead husband, for she made a vow: that she would read his work at an open mic. Now she is keeping her word. It's her way of keeping him alive or maybe it's his way of…
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Not quite full, but bright,/
December 23rd.__
A waning moon for New Year’s Day-/
Portent?
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It’s the Tea, stupid. Drink up.
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whenever i see youit feels like birds are flyingin and out of my facemy head is ghost-like and birds flythrough iti want to hold the birds insidemy head and turn them intosex maniacs
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Stanley had a crush on Sarah. They were in Ms. Goldman's freshman chemistry class together fifth period. That day they were working on homework at Sarah's house while her parents were gone. Stanley was in heaven.“Break time!” Sarah woke Stanley from daydreaming,…
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“Sloshes to sloshes. Drip to drip,” I said, then ceremoniously flushed the toilet bowl, our heads bowed in reverence as Molly and I gave Swimmy its last rites. Swimmy, named by Molly whose overstatement of the obvious is endearing in a three-year-old, was…
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On our wedding day he carried all of the furniture out of our small bedroom, created a sanctuary.
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4. If you wear size 13, you'll trip a lot.
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I’m on Discord but I don’t know how to do anything.
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...swallowed like a radiant yolk by an epicurean barracuda.
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"What have I done?
What in God's name possessed me?
Confessions of some college trouble in the 60's.
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Somewhere in the belly of the beast
something was stirring.
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My mind is on idle as it knows no other way to go. I look for good news, but if there is any, will I be able to process it?
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I said he was cold. I said I like cold.
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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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The next morning Grandpa said the body was gone, no one explained to him the situation, when he asked about her they all simply said, “Scarltanua”.
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She was sitting in her swivel chair talking to a girl who was her younger image, ...
“Well, there you go, I’m a fire sign and you’re an earth. That’s just the way it is.”
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When not enough is left to utterThe syllables it takes to say,Goodbye--Disassembled and developed,Laid upon the ground,Like the girded gridlockOn your smog befitted brow...Goodbye.And what if I said, hello?What if I said, good day?Would it change your sunken bodyAnd repair…
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There is an old Indian story which says that if a person inhales basil fumes, then scorpions will grow in the inhaler's brain. We have basil growing all over our garden, so this explains the absolutely stinging sensation I feel in my cerebellum after cutting the basil hedge…
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She heads toward the end of the island and doesn't look back.
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Why, these were the young hands
that I kissed only last night.
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