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It really makes you wonder what else you don't know.
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You know, the kind of venom between women that is invisible to men.
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No-one ever sits beside him. As if he might urinate, or spit. Or, worse, engage in conversation about God.
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Below your beauty's crooked forms I arrange my table.In you my life is rooted.Of your will I dispense, until, clearer drawn To its own osmosis, a still-life slips.Diametric becomes motion,although I am not stillI do not move.Sun-drowned, I destined,in insurrection, bringan…
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Whenever my mother’s will-to-live wavered and her hand reached out for the electric fence, my ash would whisper, “Live, live.”
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I saw you, old man, in the desertof iron and copper and cold.No sorrow there to subvert,your eyes repulsed by the gold,examine the joy of an apple,ponder the despair of a peach.The words you wish to unravelare words beyond limits of speech.I can tell you hide a strong…
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Her nervous toes danced under the table. She thought, on this dismal day in South West London, the time had come to confess her state of tangled affairs.
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I One only I desire, no freedom binds or blinds.Not an icebox mind of fire, more than a myth that is a myth, …
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Suicide was on his bucket list. Redeeming a lost soul was on hers. If not for the train drivers' strike they might have met.
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20753
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Unbind the memory’s
Filthy rags
So she is free to wear
Lipstick, fishnets, and fuck me shoes.
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20710
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Humberto Figueroa Urquiza woke agitated and unsure why.
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Some places she knew better than others; some battle sites were more notable or more recent, and always the memories came back on the flood.
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Pieces that said shrug a shrug and then another and one to right with the eyes that squint and one to left with rhythm that never left. And piece after piece, after piece they stich themselves, née weave a tapestry that is the dance your very walk swayed
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BOSTON didn't work out. Patrick had moved almost on a whim after graduation, but within a year he had lost his job and was out of savings. He had rent to pay and student loans, and soon his parents were saying, “Honey, you know you're always welcome…
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Once it was raining. My hair was dripping rainwater as I sipped the coffee. Big deal. These are mundane details. Not to Krystal. She pounced like a mountain lion.
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Fold in the edges.
Careful.
Creases marked and thumbnail pressed.
Don’t look up.
Fold in the edges.
Concentrate.
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6% of anorexics die of their disorder, most of sudden heart failure.
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String, the matriarchal skiesover iron pastures,cyanide and honey. So silent stay the locusts,what mourning there callsto we who shy from sleep? Summer snow here hesitates,for a second still,not for any age. And still is alwaysstill, as the rain is,but the darkness ever…
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His wealth showed best in her full figure.
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you are a necessary exercise in futility
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Can you remember how we could each disappear completely. . . .
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