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He, an irregular chap,
Was known for his hat with a flap.
Had fleet feet and a very strong back.
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She was there then gone then there again. We were naked and wet and touching, she let me touch her, but she didn't want to be there. But she was, despite herself. It was my dream. You can go if you want. …
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At 19 words, the whole piece is a snippet.
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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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They’re coming now. Thousands of them. Black wings, antennas, spindly legs.
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the things we will accomplish, the things we will leave to others
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—Can you handle a threesome? said Isabella.
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Did I refer to Mark Twain’s typewriter as an animal? Did I call it a hyena? I would not say that about Mark Twain’s typewriter.
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In the end they talked a lot, shared what they could, both seemingly trying to rekindle something that was no longer hot, and yet they could not let go of each other. Year after year would prove that. Right then, just then, it seemed that the physical par
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Last night was full of little fists
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Do you see the hot coals of doing? The way time sizzles or wilts…eat those coals.
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Dead drunks sing Christmas/
songs-
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...she did wish she lived somewhere in Ancient Rome, and from one of those seven hills, perhaps during sunset, she would resolve to roll down and meet the flaming orb just as it descended so she would dissolve into embers and ash...
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He began to chop the powdery substance and separate it into segments.
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I survived as a brave thought,
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Been running so long
You've been running so long
I bet you can't remember
What you're running from
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When she would leave my pillows still smelled like her. I would just inhale her for hours afterwards, sex and honeysuckles.
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-Someone could have boosted this easy as pie, Ben said to himself.
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It was in his teeth. A blackness, a subscription to an outsideness, a painful contraction of burnt out trees scattered there among sand drifts and tidal debris. His face, lightly weathered and troubled, a tightness built into eyes of thought and separation. His arms, strong…
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Then there she is, and she makes me love-sad; it's a vehement, absolute, hard love-sad no one else needs to understand, though they can see; it's an emotion so concrete it's felt from the chest, not from a tenuous concept called heart.
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You go out on a night with no moon, when all the stars are flush in the sky, when all of everything, even you, is just a shadow moving softly, and I swear, you can hear it, if you listen hard enough. The music. It’s like it’s coming from under the ground.
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It's a funny thing, watching a Snowman shiver
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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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Most keep their eyes closed. Some look up at the cloud covering the kneeling ecclesiastical trash perched high. Others look around, overly warm.
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Orchids strewn over the floor...
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Miranda hugged Madam Mayweather as the girls, except Akane, gathered around them.
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"Which way ought we to go from here," he asked.
She smiled again, "that all depends on where we want to get to." He nodded but didn't laugh so she sighed and strolled around the room, tuning and looking and considering her options.
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We transplant helix° splices and
shoot back to meet our former selves, zip the
scrolls, and save the world. Then you said spin
so I twisted my jumper over and
over in
endless folds like lips, like vaginas, like
seacreatures
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I’m on Discord but I don’t know how to do anything.
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