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None of them knew the emptiness my bravado covered. I moved through life a pale shadow of a being. In the mornings I was afraid when I went into the bathroom to gaze into the mirror I would find no reflection staring back at me, that I had finally become
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what happens to literature's characters when their readers traverse the veil?
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“Hrrumph!” was almost audible as she turned/
to sniff behind the chifferobe for fresh/
green trophies.
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The train station offers a pleasant atmosphere, though it exists as an in between place. People only come here to go somewhere else.
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They asked each other at Court-suggested AA meetings: What can Texas do but throw us in jails already packed with low-life scum?
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I am an animal on display in an old fashioned zoo - trapped & violent, violent, violent
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In an area of high winds
and strong convictions, I have
lived among the ever-changing crowd
that is always the same.
I must have died overnight,
and now my wings are
flapping in my own face.
I used to be an owl,
a night owl, to be sure
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"...only images
I can know,"
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I remember driving to New York City the summer of 1964, just before I met you. That was the very first time I ever smoked a joint. In those days it was happy dope. We got high and everything seemed so funny! Those were the days!
I drove into the city
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Soon you too will lie down with the sleep of rain,
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 often slandered truth rig
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890115
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elton wrings the melody from the words into the silent but pulsing air
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89020
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I don’t like telling stories. I’m far too honest and give far too many things away.
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That new rain smell in your backyard, specifically I remember that, with you. And lying in the grass in a park with you on the 4th of July, maybe in Lombard, watching the blue/grey smoke of the fireworks drifting overhead after they went off, and the sm
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The murder of two teens late one humid night on a tiny rural Virginia island brings a dark, malignant mystery edging into the village known as Leicester Court House.
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seriously: let defendants choose their coin, / execute their own calls, make their own coin flips― / attentive referee, no need for a court.
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He leans back in the desk chair in his home office. He clicks on “Inbox” in his Gmail. He spins around in his chair. He clicks on “Inbox” again. As he spins again, he realizes how silly it is to keep clicking “Inbox” when Gmail…
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“This is when things pick up with the ‘stuffies,’” says Sergeant Jim Hampy of the Vice Squad. “They lie low during the summer, then come back when cold and flu season starts.”
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I'm panicking trying to think of the next line in this poem
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“So, I’m watching the feed from Garowe and, by Allah, there’s a picture of Mohamed Guled, I can’t believe it, with a rocket launcher.
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Then I got another letter, but this time it was from my friend Andy, warning me that he’d seen Miller riding around with Lynda, driving her grandparent’s Dodge with Lynda sitting right up against his side, and his arm was around her.
I saw red. I went
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The early morning temperature was a typo
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The room is cold, like an icy bath. Enough to make Earl's testicles shrivel up in fear. He could hear the angry children outside act out a primeval play, where it sounded like bones were being slammed into rocks with clumsy small hands. The edge of the table…
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Charlie is hollering about Rex again. Every dinosaur right now is Rex. Also Rex: every animal with thick-looking skin--elephants, crocodiles. (Yesterday, he pointed to an ant and told me, "Buggy Rex.")
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Once we got to my house, Lynda had everything drinkable in the house open and in everybody's hands before I knew it. She tossed down a bottle of my father's beer, then started on a bottle of whiskey that was open. She took a straight mouthful and offe
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Sometimes we hurt ourselves, we scratch ourselves, we bleed — for a simple joy... All I wanted to do was to find the poplar again — the tree of my young arms, of my budding breasts. My fingers used to circle around its bold and vigorous waist, but in the…
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don’t let them take away our youth, even if we have to beat the paint out of birds the way we did when we were young. I knew we could do anything, so let’s go back into that world and describe the new dawn all over again, even if we have to use the frozen
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He fingered his remaining chips and the usual nervousness tingled at his spine.
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Donna and I get out of the car...
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At work I listen to musicrecorded from live performances.People cheer in the music and I can hear their smilesthey are excited. I smile with themand I imagine they are happyfor me.I see them beyond my grey office walls I imagine they are my friends and…
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