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far beyond the far beyond
sparkles the stars like sparkles
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128711
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You have more names
Than a Spanish grandee. Your lives
I’m too envious to count.
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Whatever it is, the night vibe feeds off that disadvantage, nibbles at the desperation of those who come here.
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128711
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Thin slices of ruby tomato, red onion, and green peppers joined the bacchanal, wilting in the bliss of chile and cilantro raining down on them.
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128784
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He stood with the bride of quietness / on the precipice of questions
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Dead drunks sing Christmas/
songs-
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128700
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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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128782
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The sometimes shiver that arrives from awkward silences and the more often cold that comes from midwestern winters.
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128755
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F Bomb I am coming in like a blackbird. Like I'm going to tickle your mud. I am coming in carrying a half-sunk message backward. Is that your lonesome answer? I am coming in to sweep for all saints. 'Course I didn't just wake up…
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128741
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The second time I watched him, I helped him carry her to the woods. [100 words].
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1287106
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We do not all love each other for the sake of our shared art, apparently.
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128784
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I love the notion of uncertainty-/
which seems inherent/
at the level of particles-
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128610
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at the front of the bus/ sways a white-veiled woman:/ gnarled hands upon/ a bag of palms,
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1286118
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how much is downed/
to counteract the down/
with deeper down.
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Forgive the doctor/
his hypocrisy -
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you can reach me at
hashtag this!
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128640
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“Help me,” the man said in his mind. He lay beside the folding camp stool alone in the middle of the woods, in the clearing where he and the dog always rested.
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the moon tops the monolith
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128542
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III. Through wheelwind crypts of mystery, through…
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128531
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Stone-gathering became my job
by default. Digging the foundation, trundling the loaded wheelbarrow away from the site, yours.
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128511
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All I ask is that the guy has teeth and an income. More important are the teeth because he can always get a job, but he can’t un-rot the teeth he’s lost to meth.
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Henry recognized the shoes. “There’s a little vampire came in with those on, but I last saw her over by the juice bar.” He couldn’t be bothered with Arthur’s “sections.” The club wasn’t that big that it had to be defined by sections.
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Ah, the nerve of hot-blooded youth! But the drinking age was only 18 in New Orleans, and we couldn’t resist the call of all that legalized drinking (even though I had fake I.D’s my roommate at Urbana had given me.)
You and I had already consecrated
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128511
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He licks his lips and mouths the air, salivating, unashamed of his propensity for the round, pink grapefruit, the almost egg-shaped oranges, the firm, juicy tangerines.
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128544
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Last night I decided to go through my bag of wind and sort things out. I'm a hoarder, and wind is no exception. I collect winds. I found two siroccos, five simooms, three foehns, eight Chinooks, ninety gales, thirty zephyrs, two nor'westers, a monsoon, a…
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128511
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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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128553
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"Do you kiss all of your models?"
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The Cleavers were never really undone by anything. Everyone, however, has a limit. June manages it all, as usual, with her characteristic grace, lovely crinoline - and a bit of manipulation.
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