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Here is a blank space soft and white like paper extended indefinitely.
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Okay, you want the truth? I was never that good with strange. It takes me awhile to warm up. And I’ve got to be attracted, somehow. Like with your eyes.
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104731
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On-air personalities inflate a balloon Trump head to the point of bursting.
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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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What went racing through my mind as Lynda was telling me about the farmer she was seeing out in Western Illinois with his 12 inch dick? She was only 5’2”. “It’s so big I can barely get it all in me,” she said, with her mouth part way open. That old look
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104600
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Everybody was out on the deck and you could feel the deck swaying a little with the weight of all the people. There was loud music inside but it was too hot and nobody was dancing and they were all out on the deck. Lisa was out there and either she would not…
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Written across an old geezer’s sweatshirt
At the Farmer’s Market in L.A.
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“I thought bankruptcy was for people who didn’t have any money.” Skipper said.
“Not exactly. It takes a lot of money to go broke,” I said, hoping to teach him an important lesson about thrift.
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In the morning that same girl I’d seen gave me a tangerine...
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She wondered why people would spend hard-earned money on a television when they could look up at the sky for free and trace the images that had inspired poets.
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104600
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I feel like I can never possibly amount to all of the impossible feats I want to. Therefore, I must try and discover all that I can in the time that I have. Time is allotted from our beginnings. Theories about where we begin are disastrously…
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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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104500
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Sunday nights weren't massive.
They were Sunday mornings that remained.
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Once a psychologist told me a story
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Talk about the Nutcracker–my nuts are cracking from the cold cause it’s freezin’ out here! But a guy’s gotta make a buck, and scalpin’ ballet tickets in sub-zero weather pays the bills.
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Robot telephones me today...
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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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The tongue touches the lip, looking inward, remembering. The head nodding yes. Staring directly at the memory like an animal, while the crowds pass by, and occasional phrases materialize out of the air. We live and love and create. Yes we do. Otherwise,
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The only thoughts that come are old ones that are so needy they keep circling through for attention
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"Beauty is an experience, nothing else. It is not a fixed pattern or an arrangement of features. It is something felt, a glow".. --D. H. Lawrence It's not about the lasso. That's so easily dangerous,…
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The promise felt heavy in my chest, made it difficult to breath. It was scary to set out to change something that felt so engrained into my own wiring, in my ability to survive & cope in the world.
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I thought I saw you once
When you were still quite young
Surveying great beauty
Like a rain shower in the sun
And I can still hear them nearby
Those sharp voices of our youth
Shouting with pleasure in the fields
While looking at the sky
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I walk past World Shaving Headquarters,
he surfaces again down where I turn
to return to Summer Street and
work, the daily bread and all that.
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104321
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There is no love triangle more tangled than that which snares a pet, its owner and an amorous veterinarian.
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104300
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Rory, she had her top off in the water and I couldn't stop staring at her breasts, which were like my breasts in that they looked like teardrops but her collarbone was more pronounced.
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I went to NY to look for homeless ghosts and delirious minds...
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Flowers I didn’t like God or else nature must have had some brief happiness over. But it’s just forgetfulness for an old goddess like me, goddess of the moon, of hunting, of chastity once, since now I have changed. My opened flowery bosom went on to bec
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Split streams displace a spliced and shattered walkman with no connection of its dead batteries, projected into Styrofoam and plastic mirrors before hitting the brook water. Michael finds way, out of breath, eclipsed by an elm, his eyes visible with pupil
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It seems the law of gravity will exert its influence even in such mundane matters as the afternoon rush hour.
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