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So we stayed on the train admiring the time.
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130822
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A fat kid running;
the sounds of an ice-cream truck
—counterproductive.
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130801
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No one told us that the LZ was already hot and the last Combat Mobile Team had already been shot down and killed. No, no one told us that. So when we came in below about 500 feet I began to hear that "pitit" sound of AK-47 rounds going right through the f
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130875
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130800
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Mustard stings the corner of his lips. He swipes it away with a finger, and looks closer at the hot dog. The piece of meat is ripped open like a sliced finger stuck in a doughy bandage
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130884
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These days, you seem to disappear like bread tasted and devoured
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130864
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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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130883
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The particles of dust didn't want to be looked at
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130821
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It was night. It was Massachusetts. It was an interview in a snowstorm
that Detective Vivian Diaz wished would go away.
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130866
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Flew a Messerschmitt.
Drove a tank over people in Poland
though not in Prague,
and claimed he was never a guard
at the death camps.
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130800
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Writing books is like raising children. You do your best, nurture them, discipline them, coddle them, feed them, patch up their injuries, sing to them, try to sell them, but no matter what you do, they are what they are.
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130888
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It all began with me. I was first and for many years, the only.
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130722
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We wait for a server to bring our coconut cream pie. His favorite. I hate coconut.
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130786
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Once a friend asked me to write about rape in an email, so I wrote that it is a weapon of war that would not work here because partners do not give in to it; in fact, they would say it is infidelity in relationships.
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130720
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My first year I hated how big and unruly the plants got.
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130788
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for spirits and demons have no life/
but what imagination gives
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130733
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You're not late yet, but if you don't move now, you will be. You close the cover of your mac book, don't even finish the sentence you were working on or close down the file. What had been of the utmost importance, clutching at your…
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130741
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But, The Driver talked about speed. Something about pulling her off easy or we’ll blow our tires. “No telling what’s off that shoulder,” he’d say.
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130720
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They shoveled coal into the furnace of the city so the ghosts would be warm for their haunting.
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130721
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I tried to enlighten them. For my trouble, they tried to have me deprogrammed. I condemned their narrowness of mind; they pitied me my naiveté. I ridiculed their religious bourgeois complacency, but they really didn’t know what I was talking about.
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130742
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The gated community of Dos was named for one of Babbage’s landmark educational figures, Ms. Dos.
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130754
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I am trying very hard to rhyme,
and trying very hard not to.
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130774
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NO ONE CAN BE A BASTARD FOREVER
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1307128
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the tall, thin ectomorph sat
on the verdant, green grass
as the unclothed naked woman
on the Sunday-picnic blanket
poured white cow’s milk
into a vodka shot glass
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130753
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Somewhere between the bleating of sheep
And the laying of eggs
Comes the licking of frosting
And the eating of the cake
We’re not young enough
To know everything anymore
And you may think there’s no rush
But I know this
There’s a limit t
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130731
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The Campus Socialists
Paul and Mary Jo lived in an apartment at the top of a long, dark flight of stairs that were so high, I remember as if it were yesterday thinking, the night she pushed him down the stairs, he would surely be dead by the time h
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130784
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He thought of it as magic, but magic that he understood, the way a magician knows about the hidden compartments in his hat and trunks.
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1307105
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the
unutterable
things of
this
world
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130722
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In the end, he knew he wasn’t going home.
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130721
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“What the fuck!” Duke muttered, amazed at what he was seeing in the darkened store. A thin curtain of smoke was rising from under the baseboard like an inverted waterfall. It stretched the entire length of the left wall. Holy shit, the joint's on fire! I…
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