1180 10 8
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118042
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Concrete coffeecake
drumbeat gyrate
Andy Rooney ran a meter.
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118030
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A kind of sucking darkness into
A kind of noir celebration of despair
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118020
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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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118040
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"Well, you certainly can't be marrying him then .. "
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118032
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118010
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The cab split the thread of oncoming traffic into water barrels and telephone poles.
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118021
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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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118067
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We are the miserable, annoyed, dismayed sick. We slouch on black naugahyde chairs too pathetic to reach for magazines. The computer is down the young receptionist has explained to each of us in young, florid style, complete with “I…
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118010
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They pumped him full of electricity and waited.
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118022
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Pictures of war correspondents from The Tribune, and colonial photographs in a fruit crate
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118021
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The pawnbroker sat behind bulletproof glass at the rear of the display area, a veritable potentate of hope and cash, exchanging expendable items for derisory cash.
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118010
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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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118020
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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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118064
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He peels the garlic while I stir the lentils; he chops the cilantro while I peel kale leaf from stem. Also, the rings. Also, no one is going anywhere.
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118094
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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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118033
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or.
Have you ever contemplated smashing someone's face to The Stooges' Fun House?
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11801312
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117900
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Her Facebook profile was bursting with persistent prenatal posturing. She adored the adoration. And now Mrs. Davison’s pregnancy was almost over. This was her big, overblown, look-at-me-everyone, mind boggling finish!
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117911
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117910
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When I was a boy and just out of seminary school, I went to a Doors concert and heard Jim Morrison sing his song ‘Soft Parade’ – it changed my life.
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117980
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Despite kryptonite not actually existing it became possible to buy, for 300 dollars, pieces of kryptonite on eBay. Personal protection, the sales pitch said. The pieces of kryptonite looked suspiciously like green plastic.
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117900
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117965
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"Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of the angels."--William Carlos WilliamsThere is something beautiful I want to say to you that doesn't seem to make much more sense in a box of clever words like this one. It feels closer to…
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117975
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Lucy entered the open door next; she had been inside the cat litter house before: Brother Fran didn’t bother to cover turds he’d laid. He spoke of the outdoors: lizards he’d separated from their heads, world of work.
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117911
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As clever as clean bed sheets
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117953
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His eyes begin to glisten like hot green wax pooling around the
wick
of a
pretty little candle.
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11791110
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117921
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Between the commercials, the local news is rampant with fusillade of bullets going raving mad, driven by some Machiavellian brainfuck, or bombshells smiling down with angels in black; emoticons of solid metal and pride. But you would put your faith in…
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117944
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The Managers are always to be found in twos or threes, lumbering greyly.——If you pass the Managers in a corridor it's a good idea to say hello. They will probably return your greeting, as best they can.——The Managers conduct meetings. They sit at the…
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