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This year, instead of giving roses or candy for Valentine's Day, why not give something your spouse will never forget.
A brand new divorce!
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97141
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The second time I watched him, I helped him carry her to the woods. [100 words].
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97197
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I COULD always sleep. Go "home" now and sleep. My body and my fetus—who complain of this torture—would appreciate sleep. I have something to do that is not sleep. I have something to do that is not sleep. I have to try to wake.
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97061
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A Satire We are the Social Justice soldiers, we parrot platitudes and lies, And expect you all to worship the same things we idolise. We ignore Islamic extremism and domestic terrorism too, Because we are Cultural Relativists whose brains are up our…
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97053
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POETRY IS DEGENERACY / IS A DISGUSTING HABIT
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97000
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It's hard not to sound dramatic when you begin a letter "On Earth..."
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97000
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Mayumi flicked her hand, making her circle deflect the spell. She picked up speed and her hand grabbed Emi.
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97055
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Obituaries aren’t as much fun
as they used to be.
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97010
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Ellie's got two parrots. She owns the house down the block to the left where the golf club owner fixes her grounds and garage because he can't stop working on his vacation. …
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97011
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A Halloween drabble. Happy Halloween to all!
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97041
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I heard you singing in the bedrooms with me. The down I was fond of, down of your cheek, your thighs light blonde in the light. Out of the dark, sweet bay, were you like a shining rock, shining white, undulating, a thing of heat. I remember you, yes!
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97032
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I’m sorry. We couldn’t fix the country
and left her a bigger mess than we found her
Oil leaking from her shores
earthquake batter all over her skin
We couldn’t fix her, and we’re sorry
You’ll find her wreck in tatters
at the bus st
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97010
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They pumped him full of electricity and waited.
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97011
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We dance on rooftop, then I fall off.You're like, "oh shit."Pale blue lobster finds me. Says, "hello." Taps me with claw, "wake up." Looks around, concerned. Shakes me with two claws on collar.Scuttles away for a second.Comes back with warm, perfect, round glazed doughnut.…
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97010
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So I threw away all my stuff, because I was tired of it, and because I decided I wanted to revive the Oral Tradition. I figured if it was good enough for our ancestors, it couldn't be all that bad, not that I’m really into history or cultural stagnancy o
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97055
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The virgins smirk / //
We got medieval on their asses
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97010
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Sometimes, to be sad, you don't need tears.
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97086
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The drop is like a hangman's drop, an executioner's, but farther and longer, perhaps three or four seconds.
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970139
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rheumy eyes wink, gnarled hands pantomime
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97020
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During the night and in the fog of halfsleep Ben shifted and felt the weight of Miranda gone from him, the bed empty. In the quiet of the house he thought he heard a footstep and the soft shutting of a door, and as his eyes searched the dark he…
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970103
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I am beginning to worry. There is something that they are not telling me. I am afraid that something bad is going to happen.
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97065
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Sometimes the dirt just stays dirt
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97061
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The bison know a lot about Longfellow
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97022
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the injured color wheel of the world
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97054
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I have constructed this emotion with tinfoil and stilts. I wear the mask of a typewriter. I have roots in Minnesota. I have a glass hat and a junkyard monstrosity pregnant with parables.
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97098
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It renders the inner ears inoperative-/
Music that once reverberated inside
/
the brain-hut concert hall squeaks
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97000
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I did as I was told, running barefoot down the bare wooden stairs
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97033
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The lone young man walking in the distance,/receding silently,
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96900
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stoplight - (haiku love series - #2)
eyes lock in a gaze
glimpses of my future spark
then you walk away
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96910
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A precious heart unfolding the joy within
Carefree play marked footsteps skipping along the way
Such wonders untold awaiting a time of promise
Stilled in the night by a grasping hand
Held down in silence fear feeds off this soul
Marking its to
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