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104800
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“Stay away from fad fruits and vegetables like endive, pomegranates and kiwis,” his father said. “Stick with something that people need, something that will last–parsley.”
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104740
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We spent that entire winter with shaky hands and shrunken egos.
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104721
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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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104751
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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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1047105
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[T]he Thwaites Glacier . . . still exists as of August 2021, though probably with at least five hundred and twenty fewer gigatons of ice mass than in August 2011.
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104710
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Two minutes later Alicia Morgan stepped out of her car. Her smile faltered momentarily and he saw that she assumed the mistake was hers
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104754
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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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104744
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Friends of the bride
feeling out of place
like a church key
at a wedding
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104720
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(...) Suddenly there is a tram passing by and kills the Sausage (...)
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104773
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Still Life with Dragon Fruit and Absinthe Glass ‚ Allgegenwart ist Einsamkeit. ‘. — Johannes Jakob Hrodebertsohn …And bright inside this space, though outside lightfall? The spillaging of streetlamps does not cross the…
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104700
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The canvas bag lay crumpled and moaning in the middle of the room as Mister and Miss Marital Bliss contemplated what to do to it next. Spots of deep crimson blossomed like spring flowers all over the white sack and a large pool had gathered underneath. Rivulets of blood…
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104754
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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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1046115
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elton wrings the melody from the words into the silent but pulsing air
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104686
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Yet tenderness resided here
among the canvases,
the tubes of paint, brushes, and candle wax;
the splatters of discarded ideas.
We made love the way people said prayers
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104642
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My dad was in a barber training school
where they cut off the tip of a bum's ear
and taped it back on with scotch tape
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104622
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the visual field is an in-rushing city of refractions bouncing across the water.
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104622
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"Excuse me. I believe you have a little something falling from your right nostril there," he said, pointing with his pinky.
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104600
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our house gives him a cold again
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104610
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Someone had scrawled her on the walls.
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104696
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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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104600
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For some employees the job was simply a job, another day towards another paycheque towards another Friday night spent at the bar wondering just exactly when life decided to start with the kidney punches.
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104677
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Times were tough. They met out on the right-of-way on Highway 61 heading south, each trying to hitch a ride to New Orleans where they might find work. Albert walked up to her lugging a saxophone in a scuffed up case. Mamie had old cloth suitcase. After handshake bona fides…
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104631
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I killed it.
Didn't even relocate it back to its outdoor home, as I had work to do.
This is being human.
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104500
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It’s good to get fucked in the rain.
It’s good to get fucked in the back seat of a power boat on a river in the hot summer air with the mosquitos sucking the life out of you.
It’s good to get fucked with your bare back rubbing up against the rough bar
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104522
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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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104551
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The gecko instinctively knew that if he moved, he was dead.
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104522
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Heading for the fields one morning to paint haystacks, Vincent noticed his neighbor’s house ablaze.
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104500
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“How about licensed-character theme funerals for kids who die young?” I asked, broaching a sensitive subject. “Do you think they’re”–I hesitated–”a money maker?”
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104500
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Testing how well he navigates
She didn't think he would find it
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