76054
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He tells me that he thinks he reached out as he needed healing
and I wonder if I should diagnose him on the spot,
explain what years of therapy taught me about him.
I don't.
Instead I compliment a photograph of the pot plants he grows, organic,
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76053
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It was a summer full of rage and discontent. The air had a new taste to it, reminiscent of the tang of battery acid.
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76063
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It's good to be home.
It's good to be home.
It's very good to be home
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76044
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Friends of the bride
feeling out of place
like a church key
at a wedding
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76034
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Consider this. Only a sentence ago we were complete strangers, oceans of time, distance and thought between us.
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76020
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We kidnap mothers of all sorts: old mothers, single mothers, young mothers (rarely), but we never do it for ransom. As a society we are adamantly opposed to the use of violence. Our mission is to remove mothers from environments they are not appreciated in, whether by their…
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75900
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The dark staircase creaked as he crept down to the basement. The even whoosh-whoosh of the washing machine was comforting to him. He reached for the light as he entered the room. A dim bulb blinked on above him. There was a small table across the room f
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75901
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Before you start reading this it is important that you understand that I know nothing about the evolution of horses or camels. I mean, I literally know zilch about which came first or if they are even part of the same family. In my head I imagine one of those charts…
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75921
|
“Did you check Snopes? I always check Snopes when I hear something stupid like that.” “I most certainly did not check Snopes. And it's not stupid. It's an established fact.” “Really? Cause once I heard about that kid from that old…
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75900
|
(Recently unearthed from a “Lost Luggage” travel trunk abandoned in a train station in Salt Lake City, Utah) Dear Seamus: Boy, we sure did enjoy having you as a member of our family all those years. I would have to say you…
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759159
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far beyond the far beyond
sparkles the stars like sparkles
|
75900
|
My usual angel fell from the ceiling and onto the couch.
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75980
|
The soul was in the eyes but (it) isn't
The animal is in the body and can't be hidden
One senses the density of the blood there
Occasionally the soul rises to the surface
Occasionally the animal comes into the eyes
They use people and throw them away
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75911
|
1
Al Capone was ruling the backstreets and alleyways of Chicago during Prohibition, and we lived in a little house right next door to a speak-easy. I could peak through our curtains and see right into the bar next door when cops came in to get pai
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75965
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You don’t want to tango with me, she said.
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759128
|
He switched off the light. His wife was breathing softly. At her bedside he told her of her friends the roses, of the pretty carnation brooch he had pinned on her silk scarf, of her coquettish hat which fitted her so well. Small, simple and bright memories the heavy night…
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75911
|
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75910
|
The north street was always a mean part of Port Neches. Too far up for oil company patrols ...
|
75942
|
First, he wrote it in a patch of new, wet cement one night at the intersection, for everyone to see, “Tad Loves Kimberley.” Maybe they were still in high school, or one of them worked at the café on the corner, and the other at the ice cream shop. Then
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75900
|
"In the shit the dogs circle, talking of a dead bitch, maybe Merkel" - Michelangelo's poem of a stultified flower that never emulsifies, an orange California poppy of pink-gold drenched in urine and a horse in either burns bright whinnies and trollops neigh a pipping…
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75900
|
no one told him there was a place where heroes died, but he should have known it was in love
|
75830
|
Valerie had purchased a new cell phone in late 2007, and, say a few months afterwards, in the beginning of 2008 a demon briefly took up residence in it. She had just returned home from running a few errands, and set her phone down on her desk. She had been focusing on…
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75822
|
There is only me and the crooked pavement that leads to your dim tower.
|
75833
|
Woman bites into pearl,
finds baby oyster.
Woman bites baby oyster,
finds baby pearl.
Woman blows on baby pearl,
it begins to grow.
Woman gets excited.
Now we’re getting somewhere,
she says.
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75800
|
The smell of your chest, and the taste of your lips
as they touch mine
|
75885
|
Don't forget to fuck me. Blow me. Suck me. Don't forget to fuck me. [REPEAT 2X]
|
75800
|
I wanted to enter, but was blocked. Before me was a wood door with two peepholes, and through the slits I saw a brick wall, a leather torso beyond resting upon twigs, velvet, glass and “glue” spread, legs wide. Against a…
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758124
|
Sixteen hundred hens / suffocated / during the collection
|
75893
|
Can anyone remember what the Great American dream was?
|
75800
|
All Karin did was watch from the street. No movement. No reaction. She just watched.
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