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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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1029109
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Most of the boys I pretended to marry thought my classroom seductions were funny, but there is a chance that one of the boys turned violent against me.
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102921
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the heartbeat,
the pulse of
the darkened earth
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102900
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Testing how well he navigates
She didn't think he would find it
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102840
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We spent that entire winter with shaky hands and shrunken egos.
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102800
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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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1028106
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Mothers and sons and war, an old story...
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102865
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Then it gets worse—this reading of books—I go to the café and can only read a minimalist there, one crouton at a time.
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102810
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We had been on the way to the church when we found them. The handkerchief in my breast pocket was folded just so and I'd tried to recreate the perfect ribbon in Ashley's hair, …
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102800
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Tough shit if it looks like shit I heard that voice say as I reviewed my blog...How ya gonna fix it, stop and see every time ya write a line? Well FUCK YOU anyway! That's what my A.D.D. said - WOW! DID YOU SEE THAT?! - as it perched upon one shoulder, overlooking…
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102820
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(...) Suddenly there is a tram passing by and kills the Sausage (...)
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102832
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The drug that brought me here is orange and opposable as a thumb. Therefore, send me a dollar and I will swim in your beautiful gaze like a new experience. We can be caviar together and create metaphors for the stars.
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102821
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“Are you comparing the communists with Hitler?”
“Are you telling me there is no comparison?"
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102896
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1.It was unfair to my time and my small kitchen rug that it took me two days to finish reading Meg Pokrass' “The Big Dipper,” pp. 10-12
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102821
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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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102800
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When Prince Rainier III asked an expert whether there was a literature of Monaco, her research produced only a suggestive ode to a fig and a poem about a fart.
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102865
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Forget the salt erasure of Carthage,/
all the Meso-American artifacts/
smelted to float the Armada
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102700
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Long ago, when I was a child, like you, my grandfather told me about the wind.
He pointed to a willow whose branches were dancing in the breeze and asked me what I heard.
“Just the wind,” I answered.
He smiled and ran his hand acr
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We could act the anthropologist.
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102730
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this is one of those
"there are two kinds of people"
sort of things.
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102751
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On the first night I met you, you fell in love with the waitress. She had a loud voice and a strong Irish accent. She wore an oversized t-shirt to minimize her large breasts, and baggy jeans. No makeup; crooked teeth. But you…
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102633
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"As soon as you're born, they make you feel small."--John LennonI cannot do anything about how beautiful you are, my sour flower, but I can tell you this much: Joni Mitchell is better than all the cowards in the world. They all chose to somehow…
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102621
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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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102600
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It might have had something to do with the boy’s pet hog, which was hulking, ageless, and liked eating poppy seed muffins
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102662
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Look, “Wolfie,” (or “Pharaoh,” or whatever your name is now) a little too much information, don’t you think? I don’t need to hear all the details about you and Sharon. It’s my life, and I’ll cry if I want to – to alter the song just a
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102644
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Don’t shout. Be nice
Cheer up. Sit up
Straight. Don’t play
With your food. Elbows
Off the table. Watch
Your language. Use
Your napkin. Eat the
Crust
Stop fidgeting
Stop scratching
Close your mouth
When you chew
Remember to
Clea
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102663
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You don't deserve this poem and I don't deserve to write it. Whatever time we have left is way better spent sitting in a sunny garden with a good interesting book and with a beautiful golden delicious apple to bite into. But…
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The brown grackle chirps/
as she chomps a plump cricket-/
melodious meal.
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I’ll give you a pair of grey cement pumps
then into the river, your body I’ll dump.
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