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soap smells tangy, but/I wouldn’t eat it: scent and/nutrition diverge.
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His senses were heightened. The scratching on the table with his finger nails, intense nervousness, the noise magnified every second, the ball point pen was piercing into his sweaty palm.
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127200
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-Ben, you mean you could get whacked for a couple of paintings?
-Well, Gabe, there's more to it than a couple of paintings, but my lips are sealed.
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127241
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The three kings decide to leave their kingdoms, all on their own without family, retainers, armies or servants, and wander about the middle east carrying valuable items.
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127255
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today
somewhere by water
this photograph of a woman
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127150
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The banality of his own state of boredom, a luxury to be satiated with violence, to hack with an axe the exposed neck of his friend.
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127121
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A ten-ton bus with ill-manners going slow
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127133
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It's early spring and rains leave miniature ponds not deep but attractive to a Drake and Mallard pair moving into the neighborhood settling quacking down. Not sensing transience in their comfortable puddle they get on swimmingly bottom…
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127166
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There's no rain--there hasn't been rain in weeks--but the clouds are dark without the sun, and I can't see the stars.
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127141
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Suddenly you've got something to do on Sundays -
Wake up early and dress your best.
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127153
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She had some fascinatingif incongruoustwins of swing hips.Her eyes made me thinkof opium densof fast women without a twitch,the sweet despair of gentlemen loserswith their 19th centuryhandbooks of moralityand witchcraft. But she only wanted mefor my Fuji Red…
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127110
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Two lovers — their genders / faces / social identities / etc. up to the viewer’s imagination (though I caution you, dear reader, not to imagine yourself in this role due to the psychic intensity of the following passages) — writhe against each other
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127121
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My man’s got a habit that’s kinda strange.
I’ve got a feeling he’s never gonna change.
Whenever I take a trip,
when I git back, my underwear’s ripped.
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127121
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Listening for a chain saw with one ear and to Todd and the trooper with the other, I’m trying to hustle up and finish my business - sweating in my coat and sweatshirt - and I think this: not so silly now, is it, this invisible or being able to fly choice?
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127100
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I am brave, I am sexy, I am strong
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127031
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The waitress appears and Fred gives her a big smile and th3 once over. It's no wonder he's had so many women in his life while I've . . . uh . . . read a lot of books.
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127031
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st. paul is steeped in fog.
mist and rain make the north side a grainy
faded photograph, almost timeless.
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127022
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As being ebbs it deepens. The mind grows truant. We inhabit a permanent Saturday.
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127032
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Sometimes the universe is a coin flipping so fast it’s hard to see which side is polished and shiny.
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127010
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skin is soft and too easily sliced away
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127022
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Couldn’t
we
just
do
a
quick
ie
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127022
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The urban-abused Chevy looked older than its seven years.
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127033
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The sun was a dish of burnished courage
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126911
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You fall with your eyes closed because otherwise you wouldn't dare.
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126943
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I know I was hungry, she says
to herself, maybe.
I was hungry for what
you had to offer. Your
fast car, your dad’s
ski boat, your prettiness,
your beautiful mouth,
your eyes, and yes for
the joy you could give me
between the legs.
B
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126995
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I'm staying in swinging all night
Hell not just all night but every night
I can possibly sink my teeth into
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126900
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Heaven and hell. Hadley believed in neither. One way or another you’re a meal ticket for someone, best to be the one spending than the one being spent. The worms and insects are getting their meal ticket now, that’s for sure.
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126920
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Poets die every day but are seldom in position to put the experience to literary merit.
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126941
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And so, many ideas and stories and wonders crash onto the shores of my conscience...
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