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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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130122
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This gravity thing, I reckon, is enamored with me. It loves me so much that it has fettered me with itself.
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130110
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machine utility of thought,
intangible aesthetic of sentiment.
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130100
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The walls of our shanty were of the standard corrugated rusty metal typical of communities like ours.We did our cooking over a Bunsen burner purloined from the Catholic Boys' School - beans mostly. We did our drinking from bottles of Thunderbird or Old Crow (when…
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130172
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and the President didn't call.
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130143
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Man, this bearskin rug was a big, awkward sonofabitch on his back....
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130130
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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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130165
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Posit butterflies/
as evidence of heavenly design.
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130111
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Joseph and his little brother, Kevin, were there again. Kevin was too small to understand what had happened yet. He would usually just go off, running around the statues and playing with the wreaths; the last time they'd visited he climbed a tree and broke one of the…
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I tell him if he wants to impress a girl he should learn to cook. He shifts his body. I add, crab cakes work well.
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130153
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Somebody left CNN on all night long
until the news cycle flipped, crashed
and burned
in its own ruins
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130131
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With spring rain
And greening buds
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130131
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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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130130
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There was something about the boy that made me uneasy. Maybe it was the reverse widow's peak on his forehead or the way he wiped away his snot with the back of his hand. It could have been his red flannel shirt that reminded me of the hillbillies from the mountain…
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My mother should have been a minister or a peace officer. Instead, she was a homemaker who ran the home like an agency. There were certain hard and fast rules.
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130195
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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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130100
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Famus Peepul Ellen and her boy, Larson, were on the second floor of The Monsters restaurant, searching for the fortuneteller. Larson had decided her signature was a necessary addition to his autograph book. He hadn't asked for her autograph…
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She is not centered, but she finds her way.
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I imaged him at his mother's house, eating chicken and tabouli with her at her round marble table, leaning back and laughing, then reading my “love you” and excusing himself to cry in the bathroom.
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You burnish what is left
until it shines and call it
your own.
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1300106
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a girl in a red cap
flashes by
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130011
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I have a fascination with Dickens and London and this was inspired by my next novel.
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130097
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“I fly in my dreams,” his mother said. “It's my privilege.”
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130032
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Then, relieved to have cleared the air, they peacefully returned their way of living.
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130033
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Better move ‘cause I hear them comin’ up the other side.
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While most spread their time in other occupation, I traveled through books and grew my imagination. I knew endless bliss. I was a book eater. I would just devour books that I loved and slug through those I didn't, just to make myself eat the truths and li
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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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I considered my choices, then asked the question that has brought my wife so much pain over the years. "Which is cheaper?"
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