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You’d stay on this small roller coaster ride all summer long if you could and if I were a rich man, I would let you. Is it fun riding around in circles? You’re only nine; of course it’s fun.
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I passed the Crouching Tiger Qui Gong dojojo with Suntory Dagdibolbishon.
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"ain't hardly got a lick o' crabs today"
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Azure lifted her head up – her heart racing – and she closed her eyes focusing her mind.
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It's eight fifteen in the morning, my favorite time to call, and a guy named Ernie DeCampo answers the door in his work pants and a t-shirt. “Good morning, Mr.De Campo,” I say. “Do you have any fireworks in your home?” …
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pulling my bones apart, fingers are supernatural beings
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tiny banners, browned/
and wrinkled by time,
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All the wonderful Zen-like molecules had dispersed from my body and were now hiding deep in a dark corner. Rage boiled in my blood. My veins, in fact, couldn't contain the boiling blood and they exploded, making my whole face and skin turn blood red. My
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I looked at my now silent cell phone feeling like an idiot. Thad was standing next to me, that shit eating grin plastered on his face like gravy stains on an old shirt."So Genius Jones, what the fuck did he say to you?" asked Thad, sarcasm dripping onto the floor. "She blew…
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Already past the harbinger of yellow crocus
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One thing about eating shit:
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Your begging hands are hacking me up again like garden claws that know not the difference between a delicate solar powered flower and a tightening choke of killing weeds.It's not like it's even mine to keep-- like a legal document I'd…
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He fingered her lighter off the table during a party hoping she would come over and talk. She was just on the other side of the coffee table but the stereo was so loud, belly or dee lite or some other early 90's dance…
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Nostalgia is
when memories
turn into Gods
of knowing who you were.
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I came back down in skinny jeans with holes in them and the tights still on. Little purple kneecaps.
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- I wish I were taller. - You also wish I never die.- What´s your point?- Santa Claus must really hate you.------ What´s the most ridiculous thing someone´s ever asked you?- Please never die. - But you promised!------ I just want to go to sleep, I´m…
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His hands are just like mine The crook of his nose The green of his glare Pearls of his mouth The soft strength of his voice Those diligent digits The brick of his build The grim complexion of father She fell for familiar A man just like me …
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forsake glass; structure; light;
the impermanence of here,
or there, or you, or i.
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She didn’t want anybody to hear her heaving and crying. She frantically pulled as much toilet paper as possible and stuffed it into her mouth so her sobs would be silenced. Then she slid against the wall next to the toilet and landed on the concrete floor
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Z. takes lewd/suggestions/with little blinks/of his everlasting/eyelashes.
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A. wants to be an entrepreneur but cannot get with the program.
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I remember when we first met, telling my friends, He’s so pretty I’d dump my boyfriend for him.
I remember driving all around Elmhurst looking for parking. We sat in the car eating figs and popcorn. We tried to throw the fig pits or stumps, or wh
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Almonds of childhood – fending off needless tears and chocolate impulses, almonds of my teens, slivered and toasted industrially baked settling in on egg washed croissant…mashed into the kitchen sink of the catch-all bear claw, then the taste and shiv
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Dancers, dunces and brides-to-be
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you notice some of what
you need―
a pressure of something
you've intended,
somewhere without
a place,
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When the phone rings that late at night, it’s not good.
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They are light, their souls, yours among them. And women who seduce you should understand that, and use their bodies carefully, so that you are unharmed by the night that is filled with them. The beautiful youth who would turn their flower as if you wer
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