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It was the middle of the night when she started hearing voices.
She thought the voice was saying, “Hello Dolly, Hello Dolly,” and that was when she called the building manager.
It was the middle of the night, but he came up to her apartment anyway, be
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Staring at my $10 All Star Breakfast with extra bacon
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In the evening when the sun sinks low and the baths gets drawna tall glass of milk sits slowly spoiling and sweating on the cracked white window sill. And the kids walk across the grass.The birds send out their last farewell notes They sail on the infinite breath of…
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www.echapbook.com/fiction/ratch
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Ordonez gives me a look that speaks a volume–Volume 4 of the Encyclopedia Americana, Birmingham to Burlington, which includes the subject of bullfighting.
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he felt like ranting about cars.
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I saw Sharon one more time, in the summer of 1969, when man first set foot on the moon. I met her at that nightclub over on Hwy. 83, near North Avenue in Elmhurst where everyone still hung out from high school. She came back to the basement at my parent
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There I saw a woman with dyed long red hair
Dressed all in furs and a short tight skirt
Way too young for her age
And she was banging a tampon on her leg
At the performance of Ramblin Jack Eliot
And no one got up to throw red wine on her
Ful
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Darling, forgive me if I seem a dunth
But why must your period come oneth a month?
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[insert short snippet of text]
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The dog catcher appeared to be trolling the neighborhood in his doggy death van.
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I remember one of my old high school intellectual friends introduced me to what he called a real wild blond girl named Sally or Marnie or something that summer of 1964. She was tall and blond and thin and looked like a model. Boys were usually afraid to
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Their raging energy felt like a unified force that could catapult itself in any direction at a second’s notice, like a heat-seeking missile targeting the next warm body.
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Weekly game night for the Oscar Family. Winning is secondary.
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Maybe love shouldn't exist
. . .
If we follow this notion
there is no great need
Where does it come from,
this great need?
. . .
If (it) is in the blood
how do they get it out?
If not,
where is it
If they do not allow
thought
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When one hears the siren call of artsy high school love, there’s not much one can do except go ahead and crash on the rocks, sending incense sticks and candles flying.
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What was it about you that so inflamed the flower of our youth? That you could touch lightly that which illuminates all splendor and simplicity? That you could reach beyond mere flesh directly into the gates of heaven, and put me there, floating within
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Adam, bronze and lithe, runs laps on the beach
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I don’t know how the nights can be so long when life is so short. Can you tell me that?
I always thought you were maybe fooling around a bit when we met, with that evasive bull about your initials on that brandy snifter, with that JAM person! I ju
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That was when we discovered we could make one shadow jump right through another and come out whole on the other side. Our shadows were indestructible. It was one of those moments of discovery maybe only gallons of pink Chablis could bring on. Or dope.
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“An attractive woman is at a ritzy brunch. She’s drinking a really outstanding Bloody Mary and decides to try a raw oyster on the half shell.
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Certain basic realities have escaped us. This is a good time to remember.
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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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It has been more than three decades since I returned to work from a noon union meeting to find myself, along with about twenty others, locked out of the printing plant where we worked.
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These frail things, swimming to shore, heads barely above the foam.
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They left their great need
behind
when they were taken out of the country
They live without thought
of that blood
They do not respond to anything that
calls to it
They are shallow
They feed on image (alone)
Blood does not
shake their heart
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Scientism/Natural Science is an Idealism:Diogenes is said to have refuted Zeno's theories of motion by taking a stroll. We must presuppose that there is such a thing as a stroll before there can be such a thing as a stroll. We must think that there is such a thing…
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I wonder, just a thought
Who even dreamt to
Teach a pig Latin?
And why a starfish
Mirrors the stars
We do not know
There’s a whole lot
To wonder about
Like, I don’t know
How about Cloud 9?
I want to know what happened
On Cloud
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She knew that she was bland and overweight and dull; that what was beautiful in her was locked away like a tiny maiden, far, far away in a tower, too difficult to find or reach. She must face her lot, grateful for her family and her work.
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