919 5 5
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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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91800
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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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91800
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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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91844
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91821
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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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91766
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His hands are old
But still function
As hands
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91776
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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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91742
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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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91711
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Down the concrete stairs I slinked, past some fur coat wearing tosser and his braying equine girlthing, and pushed my way into the eardrum puncturing furnace of the place.
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91700
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What a world I imagined! Lacking organized armies, resting at noontime under a canopy made gentle by passing, natural creatures with large warm eyes, set afire by the influence of constant lust and destruction. Turned to marble by love. Who wouldn’t wan
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91774
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If people were more loyal to me we wouldn't be having all these problems.
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91700
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["Creed vs. discern" ... or ... "discern vs. creed"?]
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91630
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“Hey,” he said looking up from the New Yorker. “There’s a really interesting article about Edgar Allan Poe in here.”
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91600
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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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91653
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If I have not heard of it it doesn't matter. My hearing is a life force.
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91651
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My first and so far only visit to my homeland of Prague was first described to me by a tourist guidebook, which laid out many of the fundamentals one must follow while travelling there. It was pointed out, for instance, that we would be “unlikely to encou
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91622
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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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91600
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91620
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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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91600
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I turned and looked–
Sainte-Victoire stood there, a shell against the sea of a sky.
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91510
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My mother loves Phil Collins. When my brother and I were young, she told us she was his back-up drummer, that he'd send a private helicopter to pick her up whenever he needed an extra hand. Though we never saw her leave, we decided drumming was in our blood, and…
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91520
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So lie there like a sodden Brussel Sprout. Leave your paramour to thrash about in vain.
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91541
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to accomodate my 250 lb. dog
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915105
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91533
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It's only just a poem. The good that's in us is us. There's a monstrous thing trying to get out and ruin things. To unbalance everything standing on tiptoe. To end the dance. To grab the moment and burn it down flat to the ground. They are…
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91464
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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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914139
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I'm complex. You're complex. We're all complex.Who gives a shit? Man's fallen and he can't get up.I consulted Jacques the Atheist for advice: he toldme to beat it. "But I lack the proper stigma!" I cried.Once a month, I volunteer at the dressage parlor.On Tuesdays, I…
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91433
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Wasn’t that you
Giving me the finger
Or was it just
A dead ringer
For the finger of love?
Finger of love
Finger of love
Did you find someone’s dog do
On your doorstep last night
Something didn’t smell right
In the middle of the night
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91374
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So I missed the May Day parade again.
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91321
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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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