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Eroica sprawled among/
the horns and violins
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128452
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The bathroom had exposed rusty pipework, A minty lemonade smell, Ice in the urinal, And a wall of stone-cold mirror. She put some lipstick on, but it looked fake under the lint-covered bulb dangling overhead. She wiped off the lipstick but…
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128430
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I might have avoided all of this trouble if. . .
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128410
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Believe me, I would run if I could, but there seems to be a low haze of molasses clinging to my ankles.
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128400
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What can I offer you, White Moon?This full night lays black before your stoic assent—and Ibreathe my final breath, frantic—for you. I wait, damned,a bestial lover in the broken dark of the variety market, whisperinga word of forgiveness to an empty window. I…
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128422
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I lounged in my captain’s chair growing a beard. Things continued in this way and then the president called.He wanted to know the meaning of virtue.
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128400
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Lilly was anything but a white flower. Her skin had been blackened and burnt. Charred legs and arms stuck out like tiny tree limbs, the knuckles on her fingers barely covered by skin. The child’s face is frozen in the beginnings of a scream. She seems anc
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128323
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Now, as we sat on lawn chairs /
on the balcony to watch the meteor shower
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128311
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There is a false dawn,
when night still holds sway, but tempered with promise; anticipation.
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128320
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"Time really flies.”
“I thought that was only when you were having fun,” he said.
“Don’t be an asshole.”
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128321
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It was that awkward time when one didn’t know if the night’s lover wanted to see you again.
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128310
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Sing your barrel-chest blues, / Hard young man.
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There is something preposterous /
about existing in a universe so vast: /
Such a big playground for such tiny children, /
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128340
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We all wish to partake in great events.
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128394
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The woman took a small note card from her purse and wrote on it. She then stood, handed the card to the doctor, and said, “Call me.”
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128220
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That’s not just a
trinket on her finger,
that’s a rock, a fortress,
a castle. No one
can scale those walls
except Joe Sixpack,
slumped beside her
at the airport.
They’re not a match.
I give it
5 years, max.
Not even.
Joe
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128200
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Do you know what it is to crave something? Of course you do. But this was different. This was beyond craving.
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128275
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Just a lot of honking and hissing.
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128211
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My kid chased the umpire back to his crappy Honda Civic and flipped it over–at the age of 10! That's what steroids can do for you.
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1282138
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The creatures were thief-walking...
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128230
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There were more of us before, laying in a puddle cuddling on the floor with heads tucked into the crooks of arms where light scattered their crowns in the morning and no machine exists for me to use trying to find that morning again. Carl could go off the side of the…
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128264
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It is not really about boxing.
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128200
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“You know, Miss Viv, I love looking at the sun when it’s almost gone. It kinda looks like an orange and apple squished together. Those are the colors. And the puffy clouds under it look like a bed. It’s going to sleep."
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128220
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it’s okay, you can come inside me
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128154
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-Hey, life! Nobody answers? WTF?
-Ah life! Nobody answers me. Well, what did I expect?
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128121
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The blue of the sky pierced her heart. She patted her lips with her tongue and turned to him. “We have to talk.”
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128100
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Call it what you may but misfortune, bad luck, disaster, adversity and trials of different calibers can hit us at any time.We are human. We experience the ups and downs of life everyday. Out of a job, lack of money, health insurance and other luxuries that some people…
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128132
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If someone were to place a rabbit in her lap right now, there would be nothing she could do to hold onto it. It would leap. Drop. Hie its powerful body elsewhere. At the end of her life she would have nothing to show but a collection of rabbit-shaped empt
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128154
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I loved her when she first came calling in the sodden dawn of spring. She was a strange and dangerous flower. Together we drank up all the money. The days staggered away like drunks lurching down a flophouse hall.
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128121
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It was in the good and strange middle spring and the rain kept announcing itself on the doorsteps and the railings of the town. As it bounced off of infrastructure and the top of eighteen wheeled trucks, rather than die little deaths, the drops found their way into the…
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