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It had been a long night, a hard night. The sky had been filled with blackened clouds, patters of wind snapping and whipping like a pirate's flag hung at full mast. Rain beat…
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She could estimate herself around 30, though this was debatable since she had stopped counting years ago. She looked like a person who would be very pretty if she wore make-up, but she didn’t and therefore wasn’t.
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I returned to Minnesota from Montreal a week ago to realize that my sweetheart in Manhattan had hired a Ukrainian escort.
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I normally don't photograph well, but today – well, today's different.
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I believe in scouring the sea with spears
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If you ask me I'm thinking I'm just blowing off some steam, some hot air that doesn't add up to the old cliche of a hill of beans. A hill of fucking beans.
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"It's hard to make a man understand something if his livelihood depends on him not understanding it."--Upton Sinclair I understand what Zappa was saying,about broken hearts and assholes, but, well, reallywhat if yours is already broken and already…
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What if she doesn't take me seriously? My sweaty testimony wedged tight behind the tragic I used to think was honest? What if, right? What if . . . Isolation Real men feel that, right? They have …
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On the days I wasn’t there, my insides felt like paper-mâché.
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It's going to be expensive, but it's booked and I am going to enjoy every single minute of it.
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and any stain or streak/
is as you will or wish it
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When I was eighteenI worked at a convenient storeAnd the owner was from PakistanAnd he dressed well and Smelled of cologneAnd owned two storesAnd was always going back and forthBetween the two of themHe had to make sure we were doingOur jobsAnd whenever some kid…
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Ronnie comes home carrying two sacks of groceries, one including a four-pack of Virgil's root beer. This is heavy stuff. It amazes me she is able to carry these items up our steep hill, nearly a mile in distance. I watch the news on our French cable station while she…
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Mike Summer's moustache was perfect. Hard bristle and so symmetrical it looked cut to the angles of a military imperative. He was pretty proud of it, thought the team of beaters, who watched him as he sat on the boot ledge of his sage green Mercedes 123 T, combing…
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Even raw as she looked coming out of the jail, the woman left echoes.
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We now bring to the stage ....
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Those eyes – they held a lost blue sadness that enveloped her and stopped her mid-movement.
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In certain sense most fractured in each part, the whole Resolves itself more central, but I sense no calm In the cyclone's eye, the forest of the soul, Where plants this eidolon of poisoned charm. This is the secret of the hurricanes, reaping Out from…
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The cab split the thread of oncoming traffic into water barrels and telephone poles.
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Someone must bear witness//
at a comfortable remove.
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I smell ham and biscuits
I ain't eatin' Triscuits
No more
No more, no more
Gonna get back on my Harley
With my mutt named Bisquick Charlie
I just ain't eatin’ Triscuits
No more, no more
And I heard you know the score
Yeah, I know you
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Meeting the past an inevitable outcome (this inside a future fortune cookie). Shame pierces her like a sudden migraine.
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Lips touch briefly at first
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I dig with no light to guide the aim of my shovel but the stars peeking through the trees which are fuller now then when you went away.
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Held tight during the week, clouds now cast off their burden, flinging down a drag-net of sleet.
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Side morning lightthrough hydrangea crab, reachand shine off patio ice
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I kept my seat. Passengers packed in the aisle weren't moving and until they were, neither was I.
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Son, could you please step out of the car?
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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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