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soap smells tangy, but/I wouldn’t eat it: scent and/nutrition diverge.
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104996
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She heads toward the end of the island and doesn't look back.
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104933
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10491411
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Dear Brandon Lee: I know that you're dead and can't respond to letters, but I've always felt a connection to you.
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104911
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A Halloween drabble. Happy Halloween to all!
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104900
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104922
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Over the river and through the woods to grandmother's house they went, Will and his new girlfriend Emma from Atlanta for the annual family dinner and drunken disaster in Allendale.
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104933
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in case something went wrong
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104941
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Sharon called me “Wolfie” (very sweet!) and I distinctly heard her gasp, “Jesus!” when I entered her the first time on my dad’s ski boat, while you and Rick DeMille came swimming up behind us, yelling out my name: “Pharaoh … Pharaoh.” We
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104900
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I watched as you tried to fit yourself quite awkwardly into the small chair. Your eyes fluttered curiously around my house, and I smiled to myself. Your vision landed on my smile, and your face wore an expression of puzzlement."What are you smiling at?" you asked, your…
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104964
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He peels the garlic while I stir the lentils; he chops the cilantro while I peel kale leaf from stem. Also, the rings. Also, no one is going anywhere.
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104998
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The falling may continue//
forever.
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1049106
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Rainy eyes fall fast somewhere
close to me
Riding the wind like lust
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104986
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My table offers up the gutted calf/
with carrots and potatoes yanked /
alive and whole
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104911
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a man and a woman in a room at the end of the world.
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104955
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In my 14 to 15 year old life in the late 50s I worked as a clean-up boy in the neighborhood butcher shop up on 5th. Ave.,
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104921
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The woman was dancing, holding her bottle in the air as she slowly turned around, blocking the way to the exit. “I asked Miss Pansy Blossom if she would wing a reel,” she sang.
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104900
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My gaze could have gutted any man. Any man, but John Marcy. History would write that John Marcy was a traitor to his country. Public enemy number one in the state of New York. When that probably couldn’t be farther from the truth.
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104800
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If it was truly new territory of the mind, he thought he might find some place that resembled the world as his dad envisioned it, having already decided that his father could never turn back across the frontier to the old world of youth
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104831
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Ryuu looked up and saw color seep back into his life. Warm hues reached for his numb heart. His body's coldness was thawed with the tender embrace that wrapped around him so tight he couldn't let go if he had wanted to.
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104811
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She was, they said, everyman’s armful;
Bedding down with her was most likely harmful.
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104884
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His legs were pedaling hard and his heart was beating fast, He's got his scars; He can't outrun his past, Down the hill he goes, wind whipped his hair, a new style with each draft. He broke his brakes long ago; He cut the cable and ripped off the pads. He cried…
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104800
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A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Also a thing with bodacious knockers.
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104832
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...I’m honest enough to know that fucking around has never been accidental or unplanned. Every time I did it, even in the rock bottom throes of esteem, sobriety, and life, yes, even on the brink of suicide, I knew exactly what I was doing...
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104822
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This really bothered me, and I questioned my penis about it.
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104742
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He adopts a stance known as Part the Wild Horse’s Mane but calls it a different name--the Part the Hair of the Skanky Barmaid for a Bleachjob position.
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104764
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I descend to my grave / where I will unbend / until the Coming of Christ
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104720
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He once owned a dog named Bark. As a kid, he was kicked out of the Boy Scouts of America. His childhood nickname was “Sleepy.” When he was little, and alone, he used to sing songs to God. When he joined Second City in 1973, the troupe was…
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104722
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104742
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We're alone and besieged / by badness.
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