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Airwave candy
lyrical brandy
brass band singer.
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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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My first time alone with the women in Saudi Arabia...
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132542
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As the silence starts gashing I decide it's the moment to take all my thoughts for a walk; To a sound like a million lightbulbs shutting their fuses I resume my view, Across the sun-strobe streets with blind nightlamps; the safflower sun is lopped on its stalk …
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A brief colorful season/
and then the fall as winds/
break the hold the leaves have
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132421
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lucy had simply taken a kitchen knife and removed the outer layer, the layer of things people notice
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132422
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All the baby monsters are being born on stage.
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132474
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An eternity in a crashing moment.
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132443
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Nature is perfect... We can never learn that much
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1324179
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The cornbread for dressing cools./
The cranberries boil with one cup each/
of sugar and water. The aromas are nice
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132497
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communication/
with the dead
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132400
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"‘Man-hater’ is such a harsh term,” she says. “I really like it.”
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132411
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There’s a room
Full of white
And it smells
Like bleach and
Iron
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132411
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Our revolutionaries
Have evolved into gamekeepers
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132432
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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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132433
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my pilgrim tongue
on the map of
your body
seeks sanctuary
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132400
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No one would have picked me out of a crowd as the morbid one, but it was true that thoughts of easy exits floated through my consciousness regularly.
I did my research—the easy methods, painless, guaranteed methods—and felt prepared to do, well, w
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132432
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The young monk rose early to jog,
his appetites trailing like
cats in heat.
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132442
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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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132420
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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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132411
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#ShortStory #writers
are failed #poets...
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132342
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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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132300
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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.
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132353
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you look like
the insides of my cheeks
chewed.
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132343
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That twig looks pretty dead to me,
He will never ever be a man.
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132300
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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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132331
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i ask you what i taste like and you say "not much."
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132332
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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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Someone desperately dials a number.
Iris, draped tight.
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—Michiko, are you allergic to cats?
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