60131
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As parents watched my skin grow paler, hair/
go raven, and demeanor change from pert/
to smiling calm, they started to complain.
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60140
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But Allison was so tight, poor thing, that it was a little like having sex with a virgin every time we did it. I could never understand how she could bear so much pain. I guess it was the mixture of pleasure and pain that kept her going, or maybe she was
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60021
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It was 1984, that foreboding year, I now
recall. You were in the hospital,
your cat having snagged your nail.
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60010
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He lives a simple life, the docks, an occasional woman of questionable morals and brewskis.
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60011
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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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60044
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6002112
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59974
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So I missed the May Day parade again.
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59900
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Danny was only ten years old when he first met the man in the suit. His machine looked like a plotter and it was, sort of, but also something of a plot device.
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59933
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Grim though it be Little Red Riding Hood and The Woodcutter, with his hewing axe, eviscerate and skin the Big Bad Wolf, thus rescuing sickly Grandma. Grandma’s a bit worse for the wear after her couple of hours in Big Bad’s overstuffed stomach. But she cl
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59942
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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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59974
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no matter where we sit or how we stare— / all parades now march away to one day.
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59910
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Our love used to be so artless, /
unstained by a knowingness /
that perceives time in minutes
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59900
|
Luke Warm and the Sole Contenders.
Door Odor Ant.
Release My Pajamas!
Behemoth Pterodactyls.
Dragon Wagons.
Mucked Up.
The Gosspinator.
Italian Film Director.
Summer Dress.
Unsolicited Advice.
Golden Calf.
The Gum-Chewin Gurus.…
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59831
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His wife leans her head against a beam with her eyes closed
while he reads out loud.
Her mouth shut tightly, almost twisted shut. She’s so weary.
She raises her collar and sinks further into her neck.
When he shouts, or explodes – nothing.
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59800
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http://fictionique.com/?p=15392
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59766
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A son packs his bag - bottled water, extra masks, and jerky. Mom paces behind him. “Don't go.”
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59721
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When someone asks me what I do, I tell them that I am a fixer. I fix things. There is nothing that cannot be fixed. Will it ever be as good as new? That is subjective, but I will fix it for you.
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59797
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He remembers his father’s concrete slab hands. Balled into fists they resembled kettlebells.
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59642
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Drugs, after all, once in the system, demanded unfalteringly more drugs.
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59650
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Alone in Eugene, / I sought out / the solace of olives
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59511
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I'm not a practicing angel,
ladies and gentlemen
Got these penny wings
out of boredom
I need to know
that black and grey place
inside an angel
where you bow your head,
when a puppet
forgets himself,
when a man learns
how smal
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59586
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the little white lights i see
mean many different things to me
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59544
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It was a battered, creaky, rickety old thing, this wheelbarrow. It had two wooden handles with cracks running through the wood, a fat rubber wheel and a deep tray encrusted with the mud and plaster and grout that it had transported through decades of heavy use. Based on…
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59474
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All along scared of the lovesickness finding me. I'm not proud of sending that sweet choir on its way without a kind word chopped into its begging cup. Who cares? I'm scared. The problem is this house; it's sad. I notice when someone floats…
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59355
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what-ta-hell, fuck this
he snorts brushing
the dust from his shoulders
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59331
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Just let there be that self-moving thing, a sweet girl mentioned by innocence in an off moment because of her skin, because of the way rain beads up on it.
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592105
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Fertile bodies eye/
the space you occupy,/
impatient for disappearance.
|
59274
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My work is not that sexy and glamorous kind of time travel that you see in the movies with Deloreans and phone booths.
|
592169
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Unless we see it, probe it,
Name it, star by star, and feel
This awful, tenuous gratitude.
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