2571 10 2
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The couple drove away at the end of the late show. They crashed sooner or later, often with fatalities to the woman cuddled up against her illicit lover.
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2571 5 3
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They giggled at me when they thought I was asleep, giggled at the size of my balls, which had never been a problem before her. Said it was because of my tiny balls that we only had two children.
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2570 17 14
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The first time I see her, she is slouched in a tire swing, pushing off with one foot and dragging the other beneath a dying pecan tree that probably hasn't made a nut in 20 years.
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2569 14 3
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He hunched low and forward on his bike, his 14-year old self, flying down the dusty back roads of this Great Midwestern Land, his head full of the smell of the algebraic girl he sat behind in math class just hours ago.
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2569 9 4
|
I hate walking into restaurants and cafes by myself to meet someone. I always feel awkward, as if no one will claim me. I'm hanging on the threshold now for an agonizing few moments scanning the room until I see my friend.“Hi!” she says, waving her cup at…
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2568 57 27
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She sits at home, on the floor of the kitchen, bathing her stuffed animals in molasses to match the ones on the news.
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2568 17 9
|
I have been mother
to a hundred soldiers,
holding their hands
barely knowing
their names
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2568 11 5
|
Boys of summer in Yonkers played stickball and baseball.
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2567 8 3
|
Figures are a strip tease.
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2566 12 11
|
I was having festive sex flashbacks and wasn't thinking sharply.
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2566 2 2
|
It's the way an earnest five-year-old boy pronounces every single letter as he whispers. Something about octopuses, something else about peas.
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2566 30 19
|
He’s hooked on the pinball / excitements of adolescence
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2566 20 13
|
"For God's sake," my mother said. "There could be anthrax in the candy."
My mother worried about me going out on Halloween.
|
2565 12 5
|
“How much is stuff worth? Stuff man! Bling! Cargo! STUFF! What's it worth to you? It ain't worth a shit, man! Clean clothes! Comfortable shoes! A ride! Those things are important! But they’re only stuff.
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2565 8 4
|
Tell me your hero and I'll tell you what's cooking with you...
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2564 22 15
|
The Cheshire grinning/
moon cups itself to capture/
Venus should she fall.
|
2564 35 13
|
She walks through the house she’d bought. The filth and the stench of mould nearly make her retch. Dead fleas line the windowsills, the dressers, the floors.
|
2564 22 17
|
I stare, out a dirty window, / into the sanitary blackness.
|
2563 19 12
|
Say the word and I shall become
a photograph;
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2563 5 4
|
O’Malley imagined the blissful, narcotic innocence of Toby’s world where soft-shell crabs crawled into people’s mouths and hummed a happy tune as they were chewed and swallowed.
|
2562 9 7
|
This little town lost its mill...
|
2562 18 12
|
Exhaling slowly and deeply, Tyler settled his back in against the saddle of the tree's broad trunk and let it all go.
|
2562 2 1
|
“He had emerged from slavery, -- not the worst slavery in the world, not a slavery that made all life unbearable, rather a slavery that had here and there something of kindliness, fidelity, and happiness, -- but withal slavery, which, so far a human aspiration…
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2561 4 2
|
In an early scene in Marvel's 2015 movie Ant-Man, the film's protagonist, Scott Lang, a convicted felon and former burglar, is summoned to his boss Dale's office at Baskin-Robbins."Three years at San Quentin, huh?" says Dale."You found out," Scott replies."Baskin-Robbins…
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2561 17 6
|
The Boys The Boys, they call my brothers in the neighborhood, or Those Boys. The Taylor Boys. Sometimes, Mom calls them Thing One and Thing Two, like in The Cat in the Hat. Those bad boys. Nobody has brothers like my brothers, kicked off the school bus, barred…
|
2561 3 2
|
The pieces of bread dipped us humans in cheese,
the cheese made by cows from our milk.
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2560 9 8
|
I'm afraid to find out what my spirit animal is
|
2560 14 9
|
You can't always get what you want, and fortunately, that's sometimes a good thing.
|
2559 36 6
|
I do not trust Shay anymore.
|
2559 1 1
|
The first morning we met—I remember the rain, soft the way I like it—was a series she later attributed as a fourteen-frame sunrise.
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