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This is not an indie movie about love and happiness and Al Green songs redone by actresses pretending to be songwriters.
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But you can have a lap dance.
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A horn blared behind him. Dan put his Corrola into drive, and began inching forward. Something colorful passed on his left and abruptly pulled in front of him. He slammed the brakes, nearly ramming into a bubblegum pink three-wheeled motorcycle command
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Those resting in clusters of bones, Cradled in ashes of what once were homes.
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if you lost your list on your way here
i will help you get what you came for.
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His long black lashes stir, flutter a wink. His eyes catch yours through the dark reflection of your face, illuminated from beneath by wavering candlelight. Reflection obscures his features; they become yours.
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We could act the anthropologist.
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“‘Dial Back the Snark’ is an attempt to fight the cynicism that’s corroding America’s social fabric,” Myers says, mixing his metaphors. “It’s spreading like wildfire."
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It's not that there's nothing new, it's all new. That blue color is not the one you remember, but the one you are experiencing, and at the same time, you bring everything you are, crushing into dust, with you. Green…
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I'm staying in swinging all night
Hell not just all night but every night
I can possibly sink my teeth into
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This is what you have to do to keep the unruly parts of your brain from open revolt.
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the echo of the hull's first contact with the water will pull the past through the present and the present into the past.
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And now for a word from
Hitler’s Younger Brother, the Mohel
Well, half brother really
He was always such an embarrassment to the Hitler family
Always climbing the infinite tree of hope
Against the permanent limb of gravity
No gratitude or all
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When he saw me, he jumped faster and faster, wild like something rabid.
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By the time he says “I am tired of the smell of pig shit and death” you’ve already lost interest
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WOMEN MEETING NEW MEN up suddenly from a new fire we each rose up suddenly columns of smoke wrapping around one another parts of us touching and matching fitting and twisting tightly becoming one over this poem…
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Sand atop a trickling potentially,where roundabout rides hideunbegun business, the trickling of sand at any moment.
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...somehow that light has found me.
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our house gives him a cold again
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As far as I knew it was just an old man and his wife who lived in this house, but not really. I mean if you had seen what every person on that block had, you would have realized that many lived there, well many beings.
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That summer I fucked Kathi R. from Wheaton, as much as I could. She called me Professor Obsessor. She was short and practically without tits, but must have had the longest arms, because she could somehow reach down around my ass while I was on top and she
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Dust and blood and disgust
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“Our legs are touching. Our legs. Touching. The light from the screen illuminates your eyes. Off and on. Even in night scenes. Maybe it dances in the eyes of other people there too. But I doubt it. Not like…
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The gecko instinctively knew that if he moved, he was dead.
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That son of a bitch meant every word. Every filthy mouthful of insults that hit me was intentional and focused.
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She burns
her wrists with menthols; she says
it's too much effort to cut
them. Besides, it's
more fun.
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Cockroaches may be falling through the holes
in the floorboards of heaven, but we will not be disturbed.
We are agents, free and clear, even if a little bit mean.
I want to quit worrying about money,
but the angels upstairs won’t let me.
The
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Soon you too will lie down with the sleep of rain, telling them a thing or two, grown old by having lived through your youth, that is all. Lying from the side of your mouth so often that you take up lying on your side, to try getting an eyeful of the of
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Billy's days were much like his yesterdays, with little hope the ones to come would be any different.
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