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				I considered my choices, then asked the question that has brought my wife so much pain over the years.  "Which is cheaper?"
 
					
				 
				
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				Reams of saggy bunting intersect the streets. 
					
				 
				
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				Vladimir walked down the little path next to the creek with us. I stopped along the way and picked off a sliver of some of the bedrock that was sticking out alongside the narrow path, to take home with me as a souvenir of my family castle, just to be ab 
					
				 
				
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				There are times when she is heavy and times when she is light. 
					
				 
				
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				I underline the passages Momma does in her Bible and circle the same words she does, of the oil Samuel uses to anoint David... 
					
				 
				
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				-Someone could have boosted this easy as pie, Ben said to himself. 
					
				 
				
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				1. They Don't Know When To Fold 'Em     Gambling junkies are lit on losing their ass and almost can't wait to unload their money, and then reel on home and bounce off the walls or whatever. For these guys, losing's the jackpot, and deep in the hole for… 
					
				 
				
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				You ask yourself, how can you be living but dead? It is not possible. Yet it can be and it can be slightly reversible, but realistically, for most people, it is not. Living but dead, is walking in the world of the in-between. Standing with one foot on the 
					
				 
				
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				I go with the wind, like the smoke of this Marlboro red as it dances among the palm trees. 
					
				 
				
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				and the President didn't call.  
					
				 
				
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				I drove all night, but there weren’t nothing Roy Orbison about it. I’d been driving and around lunchtime I just thought I might stop by Shona’s place. 
					
				 
				
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				  One winter day, walking home from work because his old Honda Civic refused to start out of sheer laziness, Martin found the cat in the alley behind his apartment building. It was terribly thin, with a swollen belly. It twirled around his legs, pleading with big… 
					
				 
				
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				An excited state
with undiscovered borders, the almost space - 
					
				 
				
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				Tuesday morning while Frank was in Dr. Jawarski’s office, Michiko was sitting in the waiting room of a gynecologist’s office. 
					
				 
				
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				removing oneself sometimes occurs only on the page 
					
				 
				
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				You welcome the new girl by putting a message on her back. I breathe harder until she pops or until you ask me what I’ve seen or until you see my hand turn into a fist. 
					
				 
				
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				I'm writing our initials in black sharpie on the tunnel wall. There's already people who have  come before me, hundreds of pairs of Qs and As and hearts in the middle,  through a small hole in the brick I can hear the French accents, spinning  through, a reminder that I am… 
					
				 
				
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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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				Damn, the light turned
green
on me.
Wasn't ready. 
					
				 
				
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				   The Moon                          The hatch of the lunar module hissed as it opened, a few puffs of leftover water vapor escaped toward them in a sparkling white cloud that rapidly dissolved… 
					
				 
				
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				I will wrap up in quilts that still smell of summer sun 
					
				 
				
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				I spent the evening looking at our old pictures. / 
We were never happy. I realize that now.  
					
				 
				
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				A Halloween drabble. Happy Halloween to all! 
					
				 
				
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				What’s your favorite emotion? Mine is ripping the sky apart and standing on a star outside of time.  
					
				 
				
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				Leaning toward Joshua, Stuart says softly, “Take it easy, okay? We’ll bury him. He shouldn’t be left here, in your kitchen.”
Joshua glares. “Don’t you fucking move him.” 
					
				 
				
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				It began not so innocently
with voyeuristic tendencies.
the sound of concrete
and confetti in the night. 
					
				 
				
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				In my mind the village of 300 souls is called Nedoweska, but I confess that that's just a dreamy nickname I had for it as a boy.  For various geopolitical reasons it had since become noteworthy as a historical site, though our interest was purely personal.… 
					
				 
				
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				The fuckers tumble  out of the bathroom like clowns from a tiny car. The girl has these  huge tits and dark red hair. She rushes past me, smelling like  chocolate. A guy's behind her, holding onto the back of her jeans.  He's not good looking enough to… 
					
				 
				
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				I woke like an animal / breeding thoughts like flies 
					
				 
				
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