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Their relationship had proved volatile. The husband had gone missing. The wife had gone dead.
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107521
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I know what that coast was like, where you went. A coarse country filled with malodorous women that sang from the shores. Groups of nine stripped to the waist. Some with braids hanging down their back. Garden beauties. Visual porticos, with their floral
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107485
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“Don’t ever call me that name, formal or informal, okay? Forget you heard it.”
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107442
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I had laid my hand down hard upon a long forgotten shard of an old coke bottle.
The cut is deep.
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107400
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Isaac Beauregard Lyons woke with a start as he heard the slamming of a pickup truck door then a curse from someone down on his front lawn. “Damn it Mike, be quiet!” someone shouted.
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1074104
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There’s not enough time because we come back to the things we never learn and forget them.
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107430
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She turned on the television. The newscaster was her husband. She changed the channel. Her husband interviewing her husband. She changed the channel. A baseball game. Her husband pitched to her husband who popped a fly ball which was caught by her husband
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107400
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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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107411
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Well, it looks like I’ll be having a stem-cell transplant after all...
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107400
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They ride horses through the living room ....
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107421
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The other night / I dreamt I was an astronaut
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107400
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I saw magic for the first time when I was eight, on the day Jeremy Chendo showed me that paper cranes can fly.
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107410
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Sometimes I think our gathering is a ritual centered on collective visualization. Other times I feel like I have been physically transported. I am not sure there is a difference.
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107400
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He knew she’d spend the day furiously scrubbing the best she could too, despite the hot house in the middle of a Southern Summer, and despite no matter how hard she tried, the place would always look filthy.
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107421
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Lucien ran through a burning vortex in desperation ignoring the cries of his friend. It was a flux of Satanic majesty. The floodlight of the fire was incredibly grim, but it did not hurt his eyes. Have you ever seen painted glass windows in a cathedral built by the…
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107443
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I'm re-invented on Main St. every single day.
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107330
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We fall through two feet of clouds and dragons before we land softly on our feet in clover and crab grass.
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107333
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In Nebraska, I looked up from the flatness, to her face, then down to the page and saw this: Real people have joy.
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107321
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seven birds on the wire turn in unison to the right
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107332
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Roaming beetles
knitting needles
chopstick counter attack.
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107330
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Musing on female beauty I came up with this: it makes my dick hard. And if that's a bit crude, well, hell, I'm dead. Want to sue me? Back when the clans were at one with the earth, circa goo-gobs of long years B.C., female beauty meant…
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107334
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I got my new dog today,
a toy terrier, as advertised,
from an online retailer,
and printed him or her,
I’m not sure which,
because of an inherent glitch
built into the system,
on my new 3-D printer,
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107300
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Late last night down at Jim's Saloon
Everyone expected that the last balloon
Would go Boom! The one they all saw coming
And Lady Liberty would send the bad guys running
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107300
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They do exist though. They have for centuries and when one comes forward and is vocal and authentic, it pays to give a listen. How to know if they are authentic? They charge nothing, they fear nothing and they merely exist in the world, just as you and I
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107333
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I saw a big dog
By the side of the road
I saw a small deer
By the side of the road
A little maroon water in a glass
As I was driving home
Under darkness
With the wind that was under a rose
New blood will fill the earth
And we must lo
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107310
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From my office window, I watch the trains roll in and out of the city. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of passengers staring out windows as the train slows, the ones who have another destination. I've been on those trains before, ones that took me far away from all that…
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1073118
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This is the place you need a third hand
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107300
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Son, could you please step out of the car?
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