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Back then he raced, grinding gears and skimming the edges of death.
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Somewhere in the tenth dimension
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The cicadas struck their soundsTheir ribs made a clicking drumThe sound was formed over buckling ribsvibrations sounds like a maracas bangle beatingShe sat up in a lounge chair trying to sleepThe tiny ants she found tickling her armThey crawled from some hole…
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When I got out I didn't buya new suit of clothes, stepinto a bar, or bargainfor an hour with a whore.I walked from McGee Streetover to Russell and wonderedif Bus 16 still went out of its wayto loop around the traffic knotat the shopping mall. It'd drop you thereif you had…
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All the lights of Rekyjavik...
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Connecting the dots the past two weeks, I’ve concluded you’re pregnant again.
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This was a word Celes had not ever heard before. "Ethics?"
"Ethics is… Well, let me see how to put this." He put down his fork for a moment and thought before continuing. "Ethics is the study of the form of what is right and what is wrong."
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I needed a job. They needed a writer without humanistic moral qualms to create slogans for the Human Annihilation Project
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made of meat and born to breed
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a distinct hardness that translates into solidity, and a lightness that translates into beauty, and I thought I’d find you there,
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111123
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Robot telephones me today...
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I have sat aside and entertained the coveted feelings of what was not in my hands. Only briefly, a moment shared of hidden secrets and joy. But of and between us, I cannot say that this moment is a considerable spur-still I desire…
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a poem that unwrapped itself so casually I tucked it under my tongue, just to make sure
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Bite an apple and watch them come,
God only knows wherefrom.
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111100
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So this has led again to my hunger over you, the lion of all people, the other I, pertaining to voice, speech, perception. I knew right away how you rose up inside me, how I could fly near your ceiling. Right away could feel the tide, rising and swollen
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111111
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A hymn for her
when his head
cocks shameless.
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111100
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Besotted by an overload of scotch, Ben’s brain barely alerted him to loud knocking at his door.
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111100
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The paper
in his typewriter
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Donna and I get out of the car...
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111122
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First they
Dust off the bottom of the sky
But then the clock gets stuck
At 3 seconds till uncertainty
Then they
Dye the sunset clouds
To make them more
Transparent
So as not to confuse
The human mind
With the stuff of uncommon
Nostalgia
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The next/
may be the lucky one,/
undiscovered all these years.
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“... More weighty than wisdom or wealth is a little folly" (Ecclesiastes)
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Wound up taking smiling lessons
Six days in a row
But they didn’t take
All the people in my class
They were so fake
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I stabbed a man at the Blue-Buick Bar and Grill. This may not be shocking news, all things considered. The man I stabbed didn't think it was all that shocking, even while it was happening. I'd had a lot of those energy drinks -- six or seven -- even before I'd puked…
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What if it was all cut and calculated.
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The last time I was with Terry, she surprised me by crossing herself just before we had sex. She too had been going out with this Mario pimp, with his ski boat out on Fox River. The guy who was going around sniffing after most (if not all) of my old gir
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living in the cross current lawn-care worlds don't give a whit about the so called deeper things. They don't have to scrape and you can't make them go to the river to see a sunset. They've got all their bonafide luxuries in a smart little…
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“I come from a long line of Toad Kings,” Huckleberry said, “and we never back down from a bet.”Phyllis, a great white heron, lowered her long white neck so she could get a better look into her friend's golden eyes.“I just think you…
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She's a woman who travels often. Maybe for work. Maybe for mischief. She's a "free spirit" trapped by her desire for love. But she numbs it with the warmth of a new man's touch. She leaves herself reminders that often fail her or remain inconsistent. She wants to…
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