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The Six-Second Rule
They come to the new world, but bring the old world with them – the six-second rule.
When their bagel drops face down on the café floor, apparently it’s the old world six-second rule that applies, instead of our own
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"If Hillary can forgive Bill, why can't you forgive Dad?" my seven-year-old son wails one night as I put him to bed.
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Exhaling slowly and deeply, Tyler settled his back in against the saddle of the tree's broad trunk and let it all go.
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As soon as she left, I sat down at the computer. Booted up. Read my e-mail, then looked at pictures of bare-naked ladies.
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He sits on a folded-over cardboard box, slightly off-balance and without any visible sign of support other than the granite wall of the bank behind him and the few coins in the paper cup he shakes at each passerby.
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Columbus Avenue, I’m the tense union of poor city rich city/
gentrification.
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... a moth,
a kiss. A silence.
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When Ryan isn’t around, those of us who know him lament that he peaked at 17, at Disney World.
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He’s hooked on the pinball / excitements of adolescence
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I love to lie when discovered. "I'm your new neighbor." "The landlord sent me." "I'm the ghost of the girl who died on the 11th floor." "I fell from the sky." I wear billowing white dresses and a wide-brimmed straw hat that throws my face into shadow. Peo
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I’ll bring the naproxen sodium so we won’t have any problem grabbing things.
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"The problem is, sometimes my pigeon wants to fly somewhere new- to the beach or south for winter. Other times, my pigeon wants to steal someone else’s lunch or picnic with a stranger’s leftovers. Often, my pigeon wants a good show and some freedom, to be
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The reaction had started, the hives and respiratory swelling. Maddy huffed for air, each inhalation rattling her throat louder, more hoarse.
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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.
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Eighteen-layered canvases were prized by both of them, regardless of whose work appeared on top.
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A cruel panther gets its prey.
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I think they've always been together, talking amongst themselves about whatever is happening around them. A part of me wishes they'd walk into the cave and disturb whatever is burning it from the inside out.
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Like gymnastics, shoplifting is a discipline of youth.
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my exposed
flu-ridden head
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Larry's next book, A Fly in My Ointment, is due out this summer
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I arrived at Yaddo, the prestigious artists’ retreat, in the summer of 1941. With America’s “day that will live in infamy” several months away, my own day of infamy began the second morning of my residency.
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Her mother dressed her like a little girl would dress a doll.
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I used to charm you,
hold you in my hand.
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The Cheshire grinning/
moon cups itself to capture/
Venus should she fall.
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This was a dream in which I didn’t know fear.
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A brief commentary on the uselessness of endings.
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One day a woman, one of several translators at Ellis Island, asks him why he has changed a passenger’s name from Checzowicz to something else.
“The name was too long,” he says. “Ten letters.”
She replies, “But you didn’t change O’Shaughnessy, and it has
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This is the only time she feels she can be herself.
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