1221 3 2
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"May I help you?"
She was beautiful.
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122133
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I’d like to thank no one.
But especially my first love in life
For putting me through hell
With all her lies and eternal sweetness
Toward all her many leading men
While maintaining she was virgin
Until she met me.
What was the point?
Ah, y
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122185
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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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122100
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No one wanted to bear witness
to this grand emasculation
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122193
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Our trouble decided when the CUNY PhD student, a poet, cried out, “Racination!” during discussion of my poem.
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122100
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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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122021
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Love is easy. Lazy. Fickle.
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122011
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I scrambled back a bit and found my feet after untangling them from my trekking poles. Really should have dropped those when this all started. The bear lunged at me with his teeth and I just barely dodged to the left to avoid getting something bitten of
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122052
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My sweet granny was like Exhibit A that I was adopted. I mean, how can anyone be sure?
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122087
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arrogant, sullen,/
supple and ambiguous,//
English seems the ideal tongue
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122021
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Apocalyptica 1. the portent holds you while you try for solace in the bath anticipating the opened mouth the one that cannot close after and there is a knotting inside of joints and threads poised so delicately in the waiting …
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122031
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temporary objects of desire
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122030
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I might have avoided all of this trouble if. . .
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122040
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You read my poems, Not because you like them, But just to find yourself, Mentioned in them.
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122000
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each vertebra is a golden cavalier, brave in upright vigilance; stoic heroes.
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122098
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I'm pulled in by the music
like a rogue wave
and he has no idea I'm drowning...
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122075
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Forgive the doctor/
his hypocrisy -
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122042
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Urban skunks want to visit your neighborhood and be bold in your neighborhood.
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122077
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I saw the shiny dime . . . .
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122055
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I don’t see the problem. In the country I come from, language is the best part of the game.
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122000
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The night before, his dad had stumbled in drunk and beat his mother. John had covered his ears with his pillow to block out their screams.
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122000
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Loving himself. Loved by no one. Loving no one.
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122097
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Is it my imagination, or is her chair afraid of her?
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121951
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Samson was also somewhat in hopes that his son Jason would become engaged in this minor capitalist enterprise and 'turned around' in his life.
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121900
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121932
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You may think it's illegal
Well, you'd be wrong, ya hear?
Cause you're just in the wrong
Neck of the woods
And it's legal here
Want some beer?
Yeah, that's right
It's legal here
Don't go opening the door
Any wider, I know
You don't
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121955
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Sometimes the beauty you make wants you to say, aaahhh, and let it go. There are a lot of things floating around, so it's no wonder that some things get sadly lost, like minds,like people, like feelings. It doesn't make anything spin any less. That's what…
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121900
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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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121923
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Now, as we sat on lawn chairs /
on the balcony to watch the meteor shower
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121976
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The green on your shoulder Is worth all their papery property taxes And then some. They cash in every friendship As if it were nothing more than a Ripened apple for pie. Get rid of The thing before it begins to Rot into some…
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