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Is this a tenure track position?
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As we follow the trail and things snap beneath our feet, I tell myself that the snapped things take pleasure, find purpose even, in the sounds they make with my soles.
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The cab split the thread of oncoming traffic into water barrels and telephone poles.
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And her life runs like clockwork. And the kids wouldn’t get to school without her, and the paychecks wouldn’t arrive and the taxes wouldn’t get paid. And she listens to religion and country and God telling her how to run her life, what to do and when. B
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As clever as clean bed sheets
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We call it the alley of the shadows, the low sunless concavity of earth between the stalks, the acrid scent of the ripened arrow-points.
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I drink the funeral in a dream. I give satisfaction in voice overs.
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It's definitely not her pretty face that made him smile so quirkily when she returned in the evening.
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The machines of her perception/
tuned themselves to frequencies//
that peeled her skin and fatty tissue
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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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With some of these guys it was like propping a kid on a training-wheel bike, then steering the kid down the street til he figured out what to do next. Tricks would come into the bar. Roanne had a smile for all but the dregs…
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or.
Have you ever contemplated smashing someone's face to The Stooges' Fun House?
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A brief colorful season/
and then the fall as winds/
break the hold the leaves have
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The broken car horn wailed for 40 days and 40 nights.
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I had put the child's wagon, which had been red once, back together again. “Honey”, I said, “I found out the garbagemen will pick up concrete this month.” So, I put…
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Concrete coffeecake
drumbeat gyrate
Andy Rooney ran a meter.
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[I STILL CAN'T GET THE "CENTERING" FORMAT THINGEE — WHAT? "JUSTIFY CENTER"? THAT'S WHAT IT'S CALLED? YEAH — THAT ONE! TO WORK! WHAT THE—]
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This was how he circumnavigated people, bartering like a viking setting prices on the edge of an ax-blade.
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Late in the morning, standing in line, clutching a bag of Meow Mix, I listen to the woman waiting behind me. She's having a cell phone conversation about the Treasures of Ancient Egypt exhibit. It‘s in New Orleans, she says, and the kids liked the mummy. I slide…
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Pictures of war correspondents from The Tribune, and colonial photographs in a fruit crate
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My writing career began with sitting around the tree eating Christmas presents.
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She was wearing a black tank top and jeans, standing in the shade. Why was she there again? The camera hanging around her wrist answered her question. Right, he had called. He had asked if she could take picture for him and his…
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“Honorable condominium association members,” the leader begins. “I apologize for not having a PowerPoint slide show tonight, but me and my muchachos travel light.”
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What was it about the aged and cookies? Here was another one that relished them. Sebastian's grandmother was a specialist. People on the outside thought she was a bird enthusiast. Grandma could be seen refilling the bird feeders at all hours. After the morning…
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He said, “It was only after I broke my neck and even like maybe a year later that I really started realizing that I had something to say.”
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He sat behind her in Honors English, each day studying everything about her.......
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Ben left the airport and headed toward downtown Nice, his stomach was in a knot.
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