1749 6 3
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Cap'n Pepper tries and tries but Old Salty is never happy.
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174900
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Pussy’s eyes narrowed, her dark, luxurious fur quivering on her back. “How can you say such a thing! It’s not true.”
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174972
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I pass the Grief Benches on my way to work. No one is on them today. Last night I saw a couple there, him wet eyed and her with her head down. She scrunched her eyes tight as I passed and I remember thinking she was a fraud. It's alright if you don't want
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17482613
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I greatly enjoyed imagining each wonton was one of my personal enemies and then biting it in half and pretending I could hear it screaming piteously as I chuckled and dragged out the chewing.
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17483220
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one day I will take you / to Grenada
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174863
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For some, a vertical pattern will evoke prison bars, for others, product bar codes.
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1748108
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a mid-life crisis in 55 words
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174822
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I don't know what my mother is thinking. She's either cart wheeling into crazy land or turning into a ghoul.
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17471816
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174787
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Whenever talk dies, or darkness gathers too closely around the breakfast table, everyone knows the list of ritual activities we can brightly suggest to skip the day forward.
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1747115
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“This is not turning out to be a wholesome project,” my brother hissed into the phone one night.
“Yo, Alan, it’s ELVIS. It’s American gothic, and the child needs to know the underbelly of the myth,” I hissed back.“Did you, or did you not, wear makeup to
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17461413
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When I was a little boy, I had a thing about women’s behinds.
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17461817
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"It's time to move the chair..."
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17451511
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It could as well be late night infomercials/
saturating the screen//
with medieval looking exercise machines
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1745127
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It was only when blood began to drip onto the page that he realized he'd been hit.
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1745115
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You aren’t easy to explain, you Americans.
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174595
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We'd both done well to avoid crying before today and I couldn't stand to see him like this. I crawled on my hands and knees to the closet. “David, come out of there. I…I don't like this any more than you do. But you can't come to college with me.
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17451512
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This is the best kind of crime scene.
Spattered like gore from gunshots,
I'm left covered in trace evidence.
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17441712
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The Gothic-filigreed gate creaks as a guard closes it behind the little girl in the ruffled dress. Standing there in the morning fog, on the sidewalk outside the reform school, she looks remarkably like Shirley Temple. Dimpled, chubby face. Pretty, party dress. Her…
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17442514
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Mama's good at finding things, but hardly ever what she's looking for.
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174411
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The Sentinels held up their weapons at the main door, preparing for a fight. Lori saw the look on the girl’s eyes, something she felt she should not see in them.
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1744103
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Several friends—hers and his—hung around the edges of their marriage, and it would be naive to rule out the possibility of a few stray affairs. The thought didn’t anger him; on the contrary it amused him as if it were some trivia question, the answe
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174496
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Okay, no freaking out. I mean, this isn't a suicide note. This is suicide fiction.
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1743116
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You haven't lived until she dances just for you ..
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17421511
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...still the same old signs...
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174263
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Glen always had to be the first to fuck his sister, especially before that big galoot from down the street, whom Cheryl really liked to fuck, otherwise Glen would get violent. She had just started having her periods then, I remember. We were all there one
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174234
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Out the window is an empty birdbath, dry flaky concrete ring, no birds.
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174186
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Shakespeare was Shakespeare, after all, the greatest poet the language has ever boasted: why did Shakespeare’s contemporaries even bother with their paltry efforts?
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174054
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[marbles] [blither-blather] [blarg]
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174077
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The suspended heart became an oracle of sorts. Hung from a string, immersed in the kind of glass container in which tulips grow, it was located between Bath and Body Works and Kleinfelter's Jewelers at the north entrance of the mall. Someone had lost it,
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