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You have at least
an intermittent belief.
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135311
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I have a fascination with Dickens and London and this was inspired by my next novel.
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135344
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the view is
breathtaking here.
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135354
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for that is righteousness / that to everyone be allowed his own choice
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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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toe and hand-/
holds against/
the shear cliff
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1353127
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If you find a lone, sad honeybee, buy a Habitrail cage and make it your new pet.
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135322
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This really bothered me, and I questioned my penis about it.
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135355
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135243
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Nature is perfect... We can never learn that much
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135220
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By the time she reached home, dinner would be there in thirty minutes, on the table. Not a lively table, just politeness, and calm. There were no issues of the day that needed discussing, no problems to be solved.
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135241
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In praise of the colorful flock with crowns
of teased cotton candy rising high above
Modular walls, stalled operating systems
staling coffee and pale corner offices
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135200
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a white rabbit with a dirty monocle and a straw hat regarded marsha from the grass at the edge of the mud.
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135252
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Someone desperately dials a number.
Iris, draped tight.
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135255
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The boy stared out his window, noting the suns slow and eventual passing behind the distant mountains. He saw his face reflected in the window pane and turned away. His shadow loomed…
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135233
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1. The Grizzlies met with the other forest animals for a meeting about voting rights. I was there too, you know, to prevent chaos or something. 2. Mom didn't like it when I took in a …
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135223
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I even listen to the Ugly Kid Joe version. I fall asleep perplexed and disheartened.
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135200
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Ben was stuck between sweet essences and rancid Talmudic funk. It was going to be a long trip.
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135231
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With spring rain
And greening buds
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135221
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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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135230
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There was something about the boy that made me uneasy. Maybe it was the reverse widow's peak on his forehead or the way he wiped away his snot with the back of his hand. It could have been his red flannel shirt that reminded me of the hillbillies from the mountain…
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135255
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I heard that Hollywood is remaking “Thelma and Louise” with Christina Ricci and that dark haired girl who worked on a show that plays on the television. I heard it either from the internet or from a dream. I thought about looking it up, but I don't…
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135100
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Creatures of the dark don’t follow daylight savings
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we’ll never win/
the ongoing battle with dirt.
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135141
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the cocksucking of strategic death planning
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135155
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before five/glancing down Academy Street/sloping west to where the tracks crossed/twisted tangled metal on wheels.
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135130
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These are not the caffeinated men of barbaric lore.
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135177
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i waited for the moon last night for hoursfell asleep with the record player on and dreamedof rain running downgutters of sea glass housesthe sun nudged me awakeand she served me toasthe's not serious,she saidhe's half baked,full of…
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135100
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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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