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By the time I was born, my parents were already sickened, blackened, blighted people.
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The voice is back! That voice, like milk and honey, like mother, like the school nurse who bandaged my scraped knee.
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She sings off-key while her married lover shadow-boxes his one-dimensional and split-off selves.
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My heart was a puzzle completely incomplete,
until I learned of love in your embrace.
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Lungs bursting in the alleyways
trying to keep with the beat.
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2. Travel To Somewhere Fascinating, Even In Your Own Back Yard!
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There are some I don’t recognize. My gaze lingers for a second. It’s bad business this.
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Proponents of this pragmatic line of thinking say a tolerant approach to Islam will succeed where force has failed to persuade terrorists to abandon the religious fanaticism.
It's certainly worth a try--it worked with Presbyterians.
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They sat eating and looking at each other. To Ben, Claudia was certainly a handsome woman and a good bed partner, but he was getting more and more suspicious of her motives.
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So we stayed on the train admiring the time.
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He did not seek a place on a cabinet, nor to impress stockholders with placards of wealth and return; he did not enumerate the downtrodden and asocial with advertised miracle treatments, or write a best seller on the markings of success. All he did, all h
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He's gonna find he wasn't born lucky after all, his propaganda has got up on the wrong side of the bed and sidled onto the couch.
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1. Jesus made the United States of Chimerica from the hide of a gator he killed with his bare hands back in the winter of '81.2. The people of the United States of Chimerica are watched over by a straight-talkin' angel with hillbilly eyes and a crown of nuclear missiles.3.…
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Our ragged wits, ragged minds, after acting out all, imitating all honey-like tunes, air song, excellence of song, true flower of the world. So the sun has some of its honey wintered away, to bring it into contact with such a human voice as yours.
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He turned metal chains to rubber with the force of his mind. He prepared tacos for the paperboy.
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The whole scene smells like paranoia.
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I. The sun's corona. Empty boxes near the firehouse. Red birth. A bird's lost wing. II. The bitterness of littleness. Apples in a pile.Early love.A spider, swinging. III. A father's harshness.Twelve bills unpaid. Leaves in a crevice. A dream…
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Need not remember, the 6th of November.
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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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She did not know the passage of time, for she was just a bedraggled little kitty, but she stayed behind the lattice for many rising and settings of the Sun.
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Charted stars by the dozens /
with a side of frizzle onions /
dawn showers us with glitter.
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Summer, Spring, Winter, Fall, the Good Lord made them all.
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“You sure?” He nods. “Maybe it was pneuomonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.” Flash of a smile, sobbing laughter, like an abandoned seal.
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Somewhere in the belly of the beast
something was stirring.
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Carla woke up from her hospital bed screaming.
"Somebody please help me. Please save me. I am begging you."
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Victor didn't want to be alone, so he phoned Sophie.
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He was triply satisfied: he’d come twice and he was a damn good-looking man.
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“Gentlemen, how could I go about attracting the KGB?”
Now that got the attention of Boris and Vladimir. Their eyes bulged right out of their heads. They both started huffing and puffing.
“What are you, crazyman or something?” said Boris.
Vla
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Rain and wind and the pecking of birds
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Tokarsky and I got chased off an El train by a couple of mean-looking black dudes who looked like they were going to crush us. I let go a spritz of tear gas that I had on me in the train and we ran as it came to a stop at the Morris Street stop. They chas
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