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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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I was sitting there drinking with Paul at the bar, and it was a Friday night and I was I was feelin good. I didn't have to go to work in the morning, and I had a few drinks and food in me, and I able to that on da cheap, which felt good. And Paul…
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"Do you kiss all of your models?"
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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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Forgive the doctor/
his hypocrisy -
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. . . why did it take so long?
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Seems hot for a Thursday, doesn’t it?
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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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For the new year, I´ve given up palm oil.
Made shopping a whole lot harder.
Damn orangutans tugging at my conscience.
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From words to meaning― how complicated it is.
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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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An eternity in a crashing moment.
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communication/
with the dead
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The redwood trees were taller than dreams
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"‘Man-hater’ is such a harsh term,” she says. “I really like it.”
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At the annual Earth Day celebration, Frieda looked up in the sky and saw a lone goose. It had caught her attention with its call, echoing off the buildings and trees.
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The man was sitting at his makeshift kitchen table. He was forty-five years old. He wore his mortarboard with tassel whenever he left his home. Once inside either a reputable establishment or one generally considered less so, he was sure to take off his m
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I know you probably don’t want to hear any more of this nudist stuff about my family and all, but this Reamer guy was a red-faced German boozehound if there ever was one. He married my brother’s ex-wife Beryl, after Harris left her to her cheap red jug wi
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you knew the lightbent it in your favorleapt confidentlyacross heartscheeks and shouldersrouged chromaticincandescent pretendingperhaps the dark had no claimover your lonely clumsy soul© 2013 - Rene
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My first time alone with the women in Saudi Arabia...
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-Someone could have boosted this easy as pie, Ben said to himself.
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I do not jerk up to sirens birds doorbell shouts hello hello through the letterbox hello
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we’ll never win/
the ongoing battle with dirt.
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i ask you what i taste like and you say "not much."
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Our revolutionaries
Have evolved into gamekeepers
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and so I'm staying here where I am a little while (longer). Who knows where the time sleeps? I don't think I'll ever catch up with your heart again. That's the same lame novel approach I'm always stepping into to…
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From this fundamental simplicity,/
houses, cities, regions./
A nebula stretches across the grid.
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I saw the shiny dime . . . .
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