1322 12 6
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The brown grackle chirps/
as she chomps a plump cricket-/
melodious meal.
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132211
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I noticed Sean changed after his grounding. We no longer played night soldiers around the block, no longer biked to the creek to catch crayfish he'd crush with his boots. Sean stopped hunting lizards, stopped charging smaller kids toll to pass…
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132232
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The young monk rose early to jog,
his appetites trailing like
cats in heat.
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132285
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From words to meaning― how complicated it is.
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1322147
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A brief colorful season/
and then the fall as winds/
break the hold the leaves have
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132220
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I barely scraped the sleep out of my eyes when I heard the shrill crying from outside the kitchen window, and I recalled one of the many reasons cats can't be trusted. You see, they're evolutionarily wired to imitate the sound of a crying human baby, so when they…
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132211
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#ShortStory #writers
are failed #poets...
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132142
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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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132145
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She arranged to have an abortion at a doctor Greene’s office, who practiced out of a converted house on Solano Avenue on the north side of Berkeley. I took her there the day of the procedure. You couldn’t go to a regular hospital to have this kind of thi
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132153
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you look like
the insides of my cheeks
chewed.
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132121
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She said it feels wrong. Too wet, she said. I snickered, she smacked.
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132143
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That twig looks pretty dead to me,
He will never ever be a man.
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132197
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communication/
with the dead
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132100
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"‘Man-hater’ is such a harsh term,” she says. “I really like it.”
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132122
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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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132100
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His cheeks were extremely pink but the pink was not the shade usually associated with good health, it was the pink of Death.
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132121
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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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132142
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Outbreaks of mass communal dancing—sometimes referred to as “choreomania”—occurred in Europe with some frequency in Europe between the 14th and the 18th centuries.
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132111
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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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132141
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A bum leaves his shopping cart
in the middle of the intersection
at 7th Ave and Perry St
and walks away
leaving everything behind
Shopping cart gets hit
by an onslaught of
yellow taxis whizzing by
The contents flying out
into the hum
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1321159
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far beyond the far beyond
sparkles the stars like sparkles
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132133
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132153
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"Do you kiss all of your models?"
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132132
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Airwave candy
lyrical brandy
brass band singer.
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132177
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I saw the shiny dime . . . .
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132100
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I watched as you tried to fit yourself quite awkwardly into the small chair. Your eyes fluttered curiously around my house, and I smiled to myself. Your vision landed on my smile, and your face wore an expression of puzzlement."What are you smiling at?" you asked, your…
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132131
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My first time alone with the women in Saudi Arabia...
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132022
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All the baby monsters are being born on stage.
|
132000
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It is not rough like most grappa, but smooth like good whisky. It removes all edges, freezes the tongue and erases the memory.
|
132098
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we’ll never win/
the ongoing battle with dirt.
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