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This is like getting a hand full of black slugs as a gift.
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111944
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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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111900
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Slowly, she eased me
into my place
where I melted
into the dark seat
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111900
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What would people say about me? He was immoderately adrift. Maybe pathologically narcissistic. A shame he dumped Gina, the best he ever did. In essence, a man-child.
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111942
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blue plexiglass skateboard is holding the light of a turmeric sun. jacob turns it this way and that and lets it sit on its side atop parking curbs. denim legs canvas feet. looking down sign ridden streets and squinting. sometimes sun showers leak out. cotton…
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111900
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The Time Traveler had been gone but a minute, when Filby, combing his fingers through his ginger hair, turned to the Psychologist and proclaimed, “That’s the last we shall see of him.”
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111900
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Ben Clarone watched Dan Arris get into the Brighton Beach Car Service car and leave the departure zone of the Pan Am Worldport terminal at JFK. Ben’s rare all wood contrabass clarinet, which his repairman, Sal Frompini, had spent the last six hours adjust
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111900
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When I wake, I wonderwhat leaves the smile haunting my lips.There is only a ghostly remnant of your eyes, your touch, your kiss. Now I long for the Sea of Dreams,but my body is here imprisoned.Awake, I cannot reach you.The ship has departed; the tides have…
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111900
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Would you take a job living in a computer? What if you had to?
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111900
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I am brave, I am sexy, I am strong
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111876
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years later ghosts enter. . . .
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111811
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Traffic, no need to be in a hurry.
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111870
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Jessica's face was so close to mine I had to focus on her left eyeball to keep my eyes from crossing.
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111800
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"I don't hear anything..." whispered Hannah. We had just reached the hatch at the top of the maintenance chute.
"Open it quietly, take a look around and if it's clear we climb out as silently as possible, OK go." Responded Pedro. His caution betraying h
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111800
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they could be barefoot bastard children
for somebody else to clothe
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111800
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The intergenerational composition of many vacation rentals can lead to strife, as jokes that win laughs among the elderly fall flat on teen ears, and the satirical humor of adolescents is perceived by senior citizens as “flip”.
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111821
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The other night / I dreamt I was an astronaut
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111810
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I find it more fun to be a pirate
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111800
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The lights are dimAnd love's the mood tonight.Enveloped by DarknessPierced by rays of light;That black dressto meis pure delight.Dancing together,Arm in arm,arm over shoulder;I promiseI won't get any bolder.Eyes meet eyesYour lips against mine.My heart is pounding,Sweet…
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111720
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One Private View, four couples, not all of whom are adulterous.
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111722
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As being ebbs it deepens. The mind grows truant. We inhabit a permanent Saturday.
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111796
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111711
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"I see how little kids might find you creepy," she says between red velvet bites...
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111732
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The coach told the player, number 21, to stand in front of the net in order to distract the opposing team's goaltender and to block the view, to 'screen' him as it were. 21 did so, and did it well. There were defensemen that gave him much trouble by hitting his legs and…
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111720
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That September, he had enjoyed drinks in the company of now-dead utopians.
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111732
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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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111711
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never have i wanted/ to stay in one place long,/ flight inspired to escape/ existential ennui--
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111743
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I'm re-invented on Main St. every single day.
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111632
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My memory is like tracks in the snow. My memory is cookie dough. My memory is dirty tube socks.
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111600
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When I was 14 I accidentally heard a woman saying behind my back
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