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. . . why did it take so long?
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I’m up to my ass in social media.
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My first time alone with the women in Saudi Arabia...
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What the hell is going on out here!? Yelled the man with the shotgun
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This really bothered me, and I questioned my penis about it.
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From words to meaning― how complicated it is.
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whatever weaknesses you displayed//
as empathetic human fellow traveler,/
your command of English survives you,//
on into the last echoes of the human/
once we’re gone.
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you look like
the insides of my cheeks
chewed.
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She is a manifold of temporal flows.
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Why do you lie? the old woman repeats when her mouth is not busy filling the waste bin. We sit as far away from her wheedle and wretch as the small waiting room allows. A young woman glares at us through the mental health clinic's safety glass…
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The one-legged crow was back in the yard again. It was there yesterday and maybe before, but yesterday was the first time I noticed it. I've been using my binoculars lately. It is interesting to me...to bring things closer. And it's not just birds, but other things like the…
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" ... that’s a seriously good result for an opening night."
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“Now, “Pour Some Sugar on Me” is a hit of the eighties.”
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Seems hot for a Thursday, doesn’t it?
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It was almost like I was dreaming, he is saying, my visit to the ruins of the factory that made the first Narrative Machines.
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Lulls, and the gulls, amid the tides and their tears (And I join their voices and my heart is run), Though each or neither takes no part in my fears, I join no hands with the beach or the years (And the ships slip near plus yon). Held handfast,…
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A brief colorful season/
and then the fall as winds/
break the hold the leaves have
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He adopts a stance known as Part the Wild Horse’s Mane but calls it a different name--the Part the Hair of the Skanky Barmaid for a Bleachjob position.
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“A lot of kids–granted, kids who aren’t too bright–will choose a school because of its mascot, and that’s what Chipper is all about,” he says.
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Nature is perfect... We can never learn that much
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We're alone and besieged / by badness.
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"‘Man-hater’ is such a harsh term,” she says. “I really like it.”
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At night, we’d sleep in our usual spots on the edge of the bed - Becca on the left, me on the right with Hanna in the middle as before the accident.
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The retina was burning, the liquid had dried up, and the veins bursting. My eyes bled. But I kept them open. The sound was like nails on glass, screeching endlessly. Coming close to me louder, harder, faster.
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“The minute I stopped wondering about
the meaning of life is when I
finally started enjoying life.”
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bullets in flight make sharp, snapping noises.
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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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Standing there as you walked away from me that late March afternoon, in the park off Meridian Street, the spring tableau seemed
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