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“Now, “Pour Some Sugar on Me” is a hit of the eighties.”
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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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Do you see the hot coals of doing? The way time sizzles or wilts…eat those coals.
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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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What the hell is going on out here!? Yelled the man with the shotgun
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mind heart soul will blood sweat tears muscle, and bone,/and then always something else—not more, just else . . .
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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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His only sibling had passed a few years back and his mother was the only one left of a gaggle of 7 brothers and sisters and their spouses. The turning of the generations, from birth to grave, was always a bit like the tilling of the ancestral soil. A new
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communication/
with the dead
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The thrum and the thrust//
have beaten conviviality out of me.
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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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At night, we’d sleep in our usual spots on the edge of the bed - Becca on the left, me on the right with Hanna in the middle as before the accident.
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destroy the day
rip up the track
jump in the water
eat nothing but bugs
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From this fundamental simplicity,/
houses, cities, regions./
A nebula stretches across the grid.
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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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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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You have at least
an intermittent belief.
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The redwood trees were taller than dreams
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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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Then there she is, and she makes me love-sad; it's a vehement, absolute, hard love-sad no one else needs to understand, though they can see; it's an emotion so concrete it's felt from the chest, not from a tenuous concept called heart.
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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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bullets in flight make sharp, snapping noises.
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We are a city of overworked workers.
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Who remains after the aching night has departed into dawn
and left us to week-old sleep
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Airwave candy
lyrical brandy
brass band singer.
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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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Ben was stuck between sweet essences and rancid Talmudic funk. It was going to be a long trip.
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