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It's a funny thing, watching a Snowman shiver
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125121
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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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125130
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Frank cut the tip of his finger off and it sort of shot over to the lettuce bin. The blood pumped out in tiny jets as he covered it with the palm of his other hand and ran to the sink. He pointed it in the sink and turned the water on, he could see…
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I guess it was, you know, a daze thing: He, lightly drunk, turning red in parts of his head, in his cheeks mostly, and his chest, to which my eyes were drawn because of his v-neck douchebag shirt; and I, sleepy beyond belief, sustained like a zombie only
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I’ve seen your tired souls
riding under the city
lost in the drowsiness
of morning calm commutes.
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Normally, after her shift, Linda would make herself a latte, untie her apron, and study at one of the tables. That evening, however, KEXP kept playing songs with grating guitar riffs, and loud laughers were everywhere. She chugged her coffee, burning her tongue. Then, she…
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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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125152
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In the zone of forgotten things, everything moves through a weak gravitational field
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125132
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Hope is the thing playing checkers
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125111
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I survived as a brave thought,
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Make paddles of his hands
Use his skull to bail
Rig his thigh bones for a mast
And his skin to make a sail
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125111
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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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125032
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Friday afternoon. Angelique Brody knocked Francesco’s studio door.
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125011
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I have a fascination with Dickens and London and this was inspired by my next novel.
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Most people come to dislike me because of the things I say.
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Outbreaks of mass communal dancing—sometimes referred to as “choreomania”—occurred in Europe with some frequency in Europe between the 14th and the 18th centuries.
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Al Capone was ruling the backstreets and alleyways of Chicago during Prohibition, and we lived in a little house right next door to a speak-easy. I could peak through our curtains and see right into the bar next door when cops came in to get pai
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All the time I'm eating I can't help but think of the many different tuna melts I have ordered in diners and coffee shops and how each of them disappointed me...
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The moon bulges with meticulous sick amber fire while first night’s chest heaves and sputters free infantine monstrosity from plague-wormed hovels, din mold choked grottos, and stale metal-cast labyrinth catacombs.
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125000
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Miller exclaimed "Somebody give me a cheeseburger!"--a line from one of his hits--and members of the Academy broke out in knowing if subdued laughter.
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Orchids strewn over the floor...
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They’ve deduced she’s still of sound mind and body. What do they know?
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125033
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had I gotten home without knowing it? well . . .
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125011
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#ShortStory #writers
are failed #poets...
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125092
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i think god composed afternoons with crayons
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He gave her his driving range and she gave it back. She didn’t know what a bogey was. Arms akimbo he smiled and licked the China cat by the window.
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His friend Boner, who was more accurately a friend of Milo, who was a friend of his cousin in Dubai and who had, up until this post, seemed to share thoughts in common with him, posted, “Holy Shit, Dude! What’re You On?”
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Your tunamelt cadence / Sank me to ocean floors
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My first year I hated how big and unruly the plants got.
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