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Creating a world in which no one believes . . . killing a world in which no one could believe.
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The chairman ushers Ted Turner into the dining room on the pretext that a prime cut of a young left-handed pitcher who lost his fastball is about to be carved at a buffet.
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His hands are old
But still function
As hands
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John 1.46 "Berkeley! Can anything good come from there?" Bilbo asked. "Come and see," said the ring.
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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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The timing could not have been worse.
Because of the heat building up over the weekend, my bathtub had cracked.
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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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To answer your question, “Do you think you left your soul there?”…
No, my soul isn’t floating around in your bedroom anymore… you took it with you when you walked out my door for the last time.
Well, maybe there’s still just a little
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ocean and hungermy two companions at saillike Madness and Beauty separated at birth
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The phenomena of this water
formed the first definite link
in that vast chain of apparent miracles
with which I was destined
to be at length encircled.
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SoCo, Burnette's, Grey Goose, Bacardi. The good stuff. We drank Bill’s stuff because his parents were lawyers and loved to drink too. We just drank when everyone was asleep. Sometimes we’d invite our friends, or girls—but mostly it was just us. You could
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We were clinging to hope and innocence
Until the second jet struck the Twin Towers
That was when real evil twisted our hearts
And we were left without prayer, or power
Yes, a couple holding hands jumped from the building
But when I was the o
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I'm on my way to work the Saturday night dinner shift at Slug's
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is this the end of civilization
is this what i've been thinking of
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Once a psychologist told me a story
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When the truth is spoken, we don’t know
Where to look, as if we only know someone
Has gotten away with something big
Or stolen someone’s heart, knowing how easy
It was, how fragile, how true to itself
So open and weightless, without guile
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We were fleeing hurricane Katrina. We stopped somewhere in Texas at a roadside diner, but found a sign that said it was closed. We were so hungry. All of a sudden as we sat there in our car, the shop's owner knocked on the window and asked what he could g
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PROSPER CENTRAL SCHOOLS PSYCHOEDUCATIONAL EVALUATION CONFIDENTIAL Prosper Central…
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Contemporary cosmography tells us that both our extravagant valorizations of freedom and our dim regard for some conceptions and exercises of freedom are themselves . . . influenced by sheer physical velocity . . . .
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you've swallowed a whale bone and not a whole chicken. It's not about being surrounded by very nice stuff. We always thought there was much, much more than haunted walls inside cold castles. People connect the dots like collecting stamps. Things get…
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When my brother returned from his appointment with this eerie investor fellow in the silent Rolls Royce Silver Arrow, he appeared in my room in dark blue sweats with a broad white stripe, and he herded me into the living room where everybody including F
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Hygga was on the French news tonight. Hygga is big in France. And Scandinavia, of course. I'd never heard of it. Hygga comes from a Danish word meaning “to give courage, comfort, joy.” It stems from hyggia, which means to think in Old Norse, and is related to…
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B: Write a short story about men for the gym teacher. Write a candle for the century.
A: How do I end it?
B: Write a synopsis.
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I'd been sleeping on a couch. It was the couch of another artist, a friend, the kind of friend who makes you want to think in star patterns that dance across galaxies and warm distant life forms that are impossible to see. This friend made me feel more like…
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So today was basically mellow. The blue jays argued over who would bathe first in my fountain. When a squirrel showed up, the birds left, but the doves took their place. Our local woodpecker, apparently recovered from a day long headbanging session, returned to the…
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I saw God sobbing in a wheelchair. I saw God on the ceiling of your bedroom on Illinois Street while you were inside me the first time. (I remember so many things… Do you remember who I am yet?) I saw myself, far away in a window – the swan on earth
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“Many years of co-dependency,” he said.
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I remember one time I was downtown when this little old lady came up to me at a café, looked in my face, and said, “You know what?”
I was surprised she was even speaking to me, a young blonde girl sitting alone at a restaurant, with the shadows play
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