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What do you do
when a Shirelle asks you
if you’re in the mood to dance?
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130912
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The Sunday sunset slowly simmers the sea.
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130943
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I'm looking for the perfect/passage, a safe, sound/jettison to now.
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130954
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No one has the right/
to script how someone dies.
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130920
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That September, he had enjoyed drinks in the company of now-dead utopians.
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130900
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People think being the best-selling author of the Pokey Little Bunny™ series of children’s books is nothing but cream-filled cupcakes, but they’re wrong.
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130830
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Kiln dried mummies, landscape of once were alpacas. / Now all the wool is farmed in Alva
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130822
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The girl went outside her door and stood and stared at the sky.there were clouds in the sky. the girl wore glasses with black framesthe girl stared at the sky some more and put on a bright yellow baseball hatshe sat in a white resin chairthe girl sat quietly and watched the…
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130812
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The women, I think,
Handle it better than
The men.
The men just stare
Straight ahead
Vacantly
Hollow-eyed
Lonely.
The women more
Fulfilled by their lives,
Having always
Expressed their love.
The men,
Not so much.
And find
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130800
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We never meant to gain their confidence only to outgrow them. They were once our best friends, the ones who listened, the ones who understood or sat across from us so we could see them nod. They leaned…
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130800
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“How about licensed-character theme funerals for kids who die young?” I asked, broaching a sensitive subject. “Do you think they’re”–I hesitated–”a money maker?”
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130865
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Not sure I remember what's important, but I remember you. That's the whole problem I think. You're a drain where all my words wind up going down. All of them get lost inside of you. Eventually. And I'm left with nothing to say. Because all my words are…
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Where I sit here clad in armour by the stars, I do not think of you; those thoughts are over. Beneath the silver here is light enough, To make me ponder by a lighter way. Beyond the bronze óf our sun and the others That haply rein the…
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Billy's days were much like his yesterdays, with little hope the ones to come would be any different.
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130832
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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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130800
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130821
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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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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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130800
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I am brave, I am sexy, I am strong
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130811
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Anastomose my veins to / yours so we may / share // a dream pooled between us
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130782
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I’d met this crowd of drunken poets from San Francisco
Even though this was smack dab in the middle of winter
Smack dab in the middle of the flattened Illinois plains
Why they all left San Francisco I’ll never completely understand
But there we we
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130750
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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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130711
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Well, it looks like I’ll be having a stem-cell transplant after all...
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130775
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We are impressed and cheer them on/
in their struggle against the wild/
and unkempt ravages of nature
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130732
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And then I heard
“Yea, for I have seen the Father
The Son, and the Holy Toast”
Okay now, something up was weird
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The scarred heart pumps its viscous blood.
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130600
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Waves like lovers gather and crest, crash into
White uncertainty.
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130600
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Everyone wants to feel like the world has lined up against them and any achievement they have been able to attain was done despite the best efforts of everyone who isn't them. That's a given.
But there is one group of people who seem to have a point.
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