1209 0 0
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"The baby's head..it was so big. There were complications...I saw it all. They tried to get me out of the room but I saw it all. He split her apart like a coconut Norm! She was gone like that."
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1209 4 2
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That morning in the driving rain a sequence of automobiles appeared on the streets in the region with headlights in the form of television monitors
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1209 0 0
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Polo observed Madam Mayweather’s demeanor. The concern in her eyes for the students and faculty under attack by the Nocturne.
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1209 4 5
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Soccer Tease
Nerdvana
Ballsa Wood
Pulp Friction
Spam Folder
Fetal Position
Wayne Newton’s Yacht
Late Bloomers
Sir Real Geese
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1209 6 5
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"Time is an ocean, but it ends at the shore. You may not see me tomorrow."--Bob DylanThey're writing poems, but not for me. Guess I'll write one for my own. For nobody that I know now. It's a pretty lonely world for someone who sings, not you, not with…
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1209 9 0
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1208 1 0
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Mr. Townsend is a normal guy. He's been on auto pilot a while. When he finally snaps out of it, he's surprised at what he finds.
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1208 4 0
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Fire and ice undo me. I am born again, born again through the burning ice and biting flame. Listlessly floating cinder-like on lost cusps of wind that multiply with every with every single with every single breath. Spitfire grail and…
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1208 6 4
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Unhappiness is a necessary boon
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1208 0 0
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Made sense then, should have written it down - But I fell back to sleep instead
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1208 4 2
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What happens in life when no one is watching?
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1208 5 4
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After all our morals
And ethics of distrust
Have been ripped out
And discussed
There’s still the Meat Lady
At the end of the day
Standing around
in the midst of the crowd
Handing out her meat
In little morsels
on a toothpick
Af
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1208 1 0
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A stroll along the golf course rim reveals Polo-logoed litter. Could this be what they mean by white trash?
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1208 3 0
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I let the little fingers slip thinking they couldn't stand to hold on anymore. When they were done they said addled and I was left behind in the room with only my hand. I hurt myself trying to picture the pretty girls and they took out a piece above my eye. …
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1208 2 1
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later still
wine parties with cucumber
red and rich
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1207 1 0
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Before they ever spoke, Linda and Meg had sat next to each other in the cramped lecture hall for three weeks, their thighs touching, while Dr. Laurens showed slides of ancient Japanese art. Meg's eyes never left the screen, but Linda glanced at her as often as she…
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1207 12 7
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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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1207 3 1
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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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1207 0 0
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bursting girl there is no moon
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1207 2 0
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I wanted those jelly rolls so bad I could scream
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1207 12 6
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I could have a minor stroke.
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1207 6 6
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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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1207 3 3
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I am from slow diagnoses, impatience and parents skeptical of New York City doctors. I am from tall buildings, yogurt shakes, and envy for my brother's asthma machine. I am from here, stay away from there, don't get too close, be careful at the edge, the…
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1207 0 0
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III. The entire place was dusty and rocky, much different from my home. Pockets of power, heat, had proven to be dangerous and inhospitable, sometimes even volatile. It was not the first sign that I…
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1207 2 1
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In the tang of winter warm
and summer cool,
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1207 6 6
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of a strangely found desire. I wanted to tell you something important, I'm sure, I mean it's pretty obvious, even in this funny breathing space, but everything has been said to death. More isn't always…
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1206 1 1
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You fall with your eyes closed because otherwise you wouldn't dare.
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1206 3 1
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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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The will to make/
remains
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1206 1 0
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It wasn't the sun sparkling
Or the dog of the neighbor
Barking.
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