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Whence came a tapping at my door, a tap tap tapping...
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88254
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Sitting on the surface of it, near the entrance to its sex,
A tiny child sitting up, the flower enormous,
The child sitting in the white light
That is almost granular.
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88253
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the continuous racket, a buzz saw trumpet
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88100
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When I decided to travel the world, the first thing I did was leave my malice behind.
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88120
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God love him, she used to say. you never noticed it much at the time because it is just something like a habit. a benevolent habit. around through the years and decades she went like that. God love him, she used to say, if she saw someone resting peacefully, of if…
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88111
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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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88120
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So lie there like a sodden Brussel Sprout. Leave your paramour to thrash about in vain.
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88131
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If it had a surface, he painted it purple. If it didn’t have a surface, he painted it purple.
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88100
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Proudy's head thumped to the burnished brass-accented oak bar and rolled through a multicolored gaggle of parasol-sprouting cocktail glasses, scattering akimbo their umbrellature like a drunken stagehand lumbering through the set of Mikado
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88100
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After the Cooking Club and Sayako formerly introduced themselves, they all stood before the sisters, listening to their story. Ren took a puff of his pipe as Ayane pressed her hand over her chest and Sayako took short breaths as her heart raced.
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88100
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Society in all its former glory had been taken back by nature in this place
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88100
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[FARCICAL STATUS ... Keep going to Ladd's, you fucking losers! #talesofatwentyFOURyearoldNOTHING]
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88000
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I wanted daddy to stop for ice cream, but I didn't want to say so. I wanted him to stop by himself, or because somebody else asked him. If I asked him Delia would make fun of me.
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88000
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Shining white glisten stones Tie us to true vows we throw Luring notes they never know Commit us to the great unknown Inspiration of flights of fancy Allow us freedom kept in secrecy Promised jewels tease with ecstasy Honors respect clothed in fantasy Circles of…
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88022
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Are there places that words cannot go? Consider words going where they were never intended to go.
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88060
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87900
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I, Henry J. Worthmore, Jr., being of sound mind and failing health in my 73rd year do hereby set down in words this final and irrefutable disposal of all my worldly goods.
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87963
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c'mon honey let's go get stoned
the night is falling
where did you say we were going?
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87900
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“No!” Shouted Jon. “I don't get it!” Clarissa stared at her hands in her lap and tried not to cry. She knew it was her fault they were there. She was the one who cheated. But she could not understand why Jon wanted, no needed, to…
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87921
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You made the space between time and vastness depart. Others may erect a little kingdom around themselves, but not you. You did not exult over the held-out heart. Your mind that seemed as if it was formed between two sweet, altered red lips. I always kne
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87842
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B is now on all fours, running his hands through the hair of the other. What he whispers is repeating.
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87820
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The next morning, I was shaved, skinned and stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey for its untimely demise.
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87874
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the cracks in the concrete look like
rivers or highways crossing
from the air but only a few feet
below me
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87800
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To understand, you have to count the stars.
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87800
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87800
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I turned and looked–
Sainte-Victoire stood there, a shell against the sea of a sky.
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87733
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I can’t hold a job
I can’t hold a hammer
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87711
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I must pause in his discourse to step outside and relieve myself...
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87632
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My grandfather’s soul
And his infinite high-pitched laughter
Intervene
And the alcohol that
Brought him closer to heaven
But that wreaked havoc
Among his family
And my father
Washes down the gullies of the
Future
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Matt was among those rare creatures; an ideal kind of reader ...
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