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You don't see the bruises ... you can't foresee the pain. It's intense, so deep and yet so volatile, in vain. He slapped my head once more while he uttered for the millionth time the same old words again: "You're a loser and you'll never win. I hate for you to be my…
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110511
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The funk of wet wool, stinky feet, reeking armpits, stale beer and fried food created a bohemian fetor.
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110554
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I flipped a large cardboard coin
On one side it said
Abundance
But on the other side it said
Scarcity
I went to the store
And began packing everything I could get
Into my shopping cart
But the things that started spilling over
Onto the
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110400
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A cruel reminder of his irrelevance to the world of law, a world he had probably ruled for over 40 years.
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110410
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In suburban Jeddah magnificent houses on every corner of the avenues are surrounded by high walls rising up from just inside the roadside curb to much beyond taller than a man.
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110444
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Church-lady dresses with matching jackets
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110400
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My usual angel fell from the ceiling and onto the couch.
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110422
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...though in reality it is a dirty white with brown splotches now appears to him as a fluorescent green garden snake.
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110421
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the heartbeat,
the pulse of
the darkened earth
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110400
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These were strange realizations, and each built upon the one before until I was completely mystified and unsettled in my life.
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110420
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I will watch your teeth measure the highway all the way home.
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110300
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She shifts in her armchair, shadowed beneath the dark pitched roof, gently replaces her chipped white china teacup in its saucer. It's started again. It's how they go, their whisperings, egging younger children to climb the steps to her attic apartment, a
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110322
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The man and the woman ate dinner together as they did most nights. It had become a habit over the years, back when they had children. Their lives were busy yet they always found time for one…
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110352
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We head home, skirting along the coast,
humble before catapulting waves;
the lighthouse near invisible
if not for a single band of red.
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110300
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Alice sat on the edge, her legs dangling in the void...
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110331
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The past follows, battered, bruised, always behind
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110354
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(Sung to the melody of "Ghostbusters")When your prose is weakMetaphors clichésWho you gonna callGhostwriters!Characters they speakNot much to sayWho you gonna callGhostwriters!I ain't ‘fraid of no rejectionI ain't ‘fraid of no rejectionLyin' in your bedImagination soarsWho…
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110386
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the little white lights i see
mean many different things to me
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110310
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In the poetry section, no one talks except to say, "excuse me," or, "wow," or, "amazing," with the second 'a' stretched out like a blacktop highway. But mostly they say, "excuse me." and that's only because someone dressed in a corduroy jacket is …
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110340
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…if something happened to you so horrible that you no longer felt like living, would it have been better if you had died at birth? Okay, that's probably too early. No reason to act in haste. Maybe you should die when you're eighteen years old, just before…
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110311
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no matter how many drunks I spoke to, no matter how many strangers I tried my new theories on, no matter how many of my, currently distant friends I out-witted and educated with my revelatory nuggets of wisdom, I still see no sign of impact on the evening
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110311
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We’ve been married for 24.1667 years now and–well–my wife was starting to remind me of a public building. The Registry of Motor Vehicles, to be precise.
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110300
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And then she'd wipe her eyes, sweep her hair between the crest of her left ear and the side of her face and press that ear to the knot.
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110300
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no one told him there was a place where heroes died, but he should have known it was in love
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110361
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When I was a small child, my father was just barely a man, and he was independently wealthy. So it didn't matter that he was an adolescent inside. There was never any mention of "working." No notion of career. Just the girl he knocked up and the amusing…
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110283
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In the dark I rode naked
feeling quite exposed...
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110250
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They were all celebrating something, but she couldn’t see what it was.
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110285
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I ate a tuna salad sandwich for lunch.
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macho bucks in velvet defy you driving down the lane
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