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Green hands
wave
in freezing water.
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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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An eternity in a crashing moment.
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We're alone and besieged / by badness.
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134097
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communication/
with the dead
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134031
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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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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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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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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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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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“Now, “Pour Some Sugar on Me” is a hit of the eighties.”
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Dawn is a grey mass, what is left of the night's chill slips between my t-shirt and belly skin. Somewhere else you once wrote that being loved when you don't love in return equals rape.
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You have at least
an intermittent belief.
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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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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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I have a fascination with Dickens and London and this was inspired by my next novel.
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"‘Man-hater’ is such a harsh term,” she says. “I really like it.”
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“You've got to be kidding me. A robot?”, said Marge as she rotated in the chair at her desk. She removed the leaf of paper from the typewriter and set in down on the desk. She looked up at Parkins who was leaning against the wall nursing a cold cup of…
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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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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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From this fundamental simplicity,/
houses, cities, regions./
A nebula stretches across the grid.
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" ... that’s a seriously good result for an opening night."
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Two girls, twelve years old, run down San Pedro Avenue past the market, the middle school, seven driveways, their small chests heaving. The smooth soles of their Mary Janes keep slipping on the gravel driveways. Two men in a rust-orange van bear…
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With spring rain
And greening buds
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Seems hot for a Thursday, doesn’t it?
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Threads of sadness in the hands, in the touch
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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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What the hell is going on out here!? Yelled the man with the shotgun
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you look like
the insides of my cheeks
chewed.
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