2644 5 1
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I should have covered myself with leaves. I should have wandered farther from the path.
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2644 25 10
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You said it was easier when you were ten and could play Risk with a girl and it was a game, not foreplay.
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2643 10 5
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In my choppings, I come across a tiny carrot amidst the baby carrots. The runt if you will.
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2642 12 8
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I'm slim, baby, caramelized as a Slo-Poke buried in the fatty acids of some old dog's guts. The way they creep, frantic with finesse, free, locking their eyes in the dental mirror. It's wrong, maybe, but who'd dare to declaw them? Look at it from their angle, the one that…
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2642 6 4
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The man looked at him for a moment, as if he didn’t understand him, “Mr. Wallace, you have a genuine miracle in your bathroom. This isn’t something that just wraps up.”
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2640 33 20
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He shows a wreaking disregard for the safety of others
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2640 8 6
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Someone's shaking powdered sugar on the tree limbs. Someone's turned out the lights. It's a beautiful morning.
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2640 22 16
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and say did you know it was written just for you? But I will. No one will walk up to you on the busy street one day and say did you know he loved you this much? But I'm telling you now. What good would a pyramid be or a hanging garden or a starry…
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2639 26 17
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I would see her at the gym in the mornings.
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2638 25 19
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My mother was a child of the death camps, passed her adolescence there. Survived.
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2638 3 7
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Their wedding gift to us was a night out with them and tonight was the night. But, you see, Rali and Kate had so much more to offer us than we could ever think to register for. They were giving us an exclusive guide on how to live as an up and coming coup
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2637 7 2
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Miss Dolan was different in the way she wore her short, curly hair, and in the way she swung her long, well toned arms as she walked so flawlessly across the classroom.
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2637 24 4
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A woman’s hair is her crowning glory, my grandmother always said.
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2636 9 7
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Let’s be honest, you were cheating on your girlfriend, and I would’ve slept with anyone
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2636 22 12
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Then it got quiet again, the kind of quiet that fills a car even with the radio on and the highway ticking away and the corn flying past regimented and silk tasseled.
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2635 15 7
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He needed an editor for his Yale dissertation, the shifting borders between criminal justice and the internet. But the sex was inevitable. He was six two. I was blonde. I don’t think we liked each other very much, but that wasn’t important.
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2628 11 8
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She was a moon dancer, keeper of secrets,
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2628 21 7
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I didn’t like her. I like the name. You know I hate that name. I always thought you were funny. Maybe even more than you were mean.
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2627 5 3
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I’ll tell you what I think, I think
Their hopes of a brush with love
Is what keeps the simple cricket
Awake all night
If you find a baby cricket on its back
Fallen on the sidewalk
Struggling with its legs
In the air
Help it to its fee
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2627 22 21
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2627 32 16
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you had to actually cross a damn street, vacate your brain, and say, "you two hellions are going to combust from all this torrid public defilement."
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2626 23 12
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Down cellar, my father showed me where he kept his beer stash. It was in a cubbyhole under the bulkhead, where Mom never thought to look.
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2625 22 15
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She leaned up on an elbow, smirked and touched his leg. “Want to do it?”
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2625 36 12
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You are just another and I am only me. I give you full permission to be everything I don’t want you to be. In fact, I insist.
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2624 8 6
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I taught Polly to turn on a flashlight with his nose. It became his favorite occupation and he'd sit for hours with the light between his paws, watching the things it lit—sometimes jumping up to lick the wall. He'd shine it on our daughter's…
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2622 44 21
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He watches his paralyzed left arm arc across his body, then swivel around and disappear behind his back. He does this over and over again. He's very high and it makes him laugh.
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2621 32 14
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I knew I was on the wrong bus, but jumping off was a death sentence. I was afraid, but by then I was used to that.
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2619 9 7
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I am the marigold wheel no one can understand, the menace your grandfather warned you about. Yes, yes, that last phrase was overkill...
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2618 25 21
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i could make swamp boys believe / under dust-sheets stiffened by ice
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2618 23 21
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The night was a lilac bowl of darkness
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