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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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21663
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Which way are the Pointer Sisters pointing
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21574
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21554
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“—but although we've catalogued instances of this on other planets, it seems never to've led to the global outbreak of psycho-phrenias and neuro-pathologies as those that plagued the Tiānxiàns!”
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2141710
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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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Interviewer: So, you walk on water, right? How is that possible?
Jesus Lizard: Well, I only run on water, and upright on my hind legs. Haha, if I tried just walking on water I’d sink quicker than St. Peter!
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21164
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21183
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21120
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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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21100
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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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21053
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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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20642
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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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20584
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20500
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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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Fold in the edges.
Careful.
Creases marked and thumbnail pressed.
Don’t look up.
Fold in the edges.
Concentrate.
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2022010
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6% of anorexics die of their disorder, most of sudden heart failure.
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20264
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John you are a green Torinocruising past the long stretch of roadpast the field of my back yard.The black dog barks as it races'round the corner of the Good Shepherd Church.A police car waits for some shit to go down.Waiting for something, anything to go downbut it never…
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20154
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Your brain was connected to your feet ...
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20100
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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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In the evening the geese and the small engine planesstart their descent from the west to the east.I sit on the deck facing the Lutheran church where the sign announcing the Reverend so and so is highlighted from a mile away.The cars rush by and I count them as I…
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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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