2337 6 6
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He didn’t used to smell that way, like a rained-on boot, like the insides of a lived-on couch. ... He used to smell like he wore light, subcutaneous cologne.
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2337 3 1
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Sure, it was a hot day, but the driver was in the middle of a driving lesson!
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2337 11 5
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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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2337 39 18
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Sometimes, under the gauze and yellow salves, I glimpse you...
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2337 27 16
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"A prostitute of the Hotel Khadijah in Rahab fell in love with my father...."
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2336 22 10
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The Count was used to boredom but he had reached the point where he was even bored with boredom.
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2335 1 0
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Sure, we'll look at the causes for the lack of smackers, but, really, if you had a Swiss bank account stuffed with dinero, you wouldn't care how much your spouse's sex-change operation costs or if your boss approved of your lunch-hour massages you receive
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2335 14 13
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Are you interested in a new account?
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2335 7 3
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We walk in silence. We water our plants. We don’t eat as well as we should. We try to love. We try to forget.
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2335 15 8
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It is pain taking a form, Plato’s dream, born from your hands father that rejected me, giving me the color of abandonment, eyes dulled by isolation, a body deceased without life-giving touch.
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2334 0 0
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“Why have you not voted Mindeo”, Tidi squeaked. “Because there is a third way. If we stay only here, we will eventually be driven out. To attack the erect worms to extend our…
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2334 11 9
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2334 9 5
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I guess it’s extremely difficult to be a decent human being in all aspects of your life.
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2333 3 3
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I got your card in the mail via my ex-wife in Saskatoon. On it you wonder where I am, if I am still writing, and if I have any stories I would send for you to look at because you think I should be published, too.
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2333 11 9
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Traveling with a live chicken on a city bus is an experience I hope never to repeat.
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2332 7 5
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The base of the monastery before him, he let her go into a warm updraft and she cascaded out and up, never falling as she rode the tiger into her next.
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2332 20 13
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A tiny story, 55 words, just enough to fit on a . . .
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2331 12 12
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r luv iz gud enuf 4 a tat2
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2331 19 3
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"And you’ll forgive my sayin’, your Maggie’s in heat, and if ya want to keep her you’re gonna ‘ave to fight. To be sure after this they’ll leave ya alone.”
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2331 26 17
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The Batman says it's his birthday. I take him at his word.
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2331 2 0
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The specialist had kept what he'd taken out of Sue May. I made an appointment with him and was shown it floating in a jar of clean unguent.
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2331 19 15
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"You're publishing too much too / quickly. We think that's unhealthy. We want you / to slow down. You're becoming a fame whore."
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2331 9 6
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Schrödinger did not keep cats about just by accident, and were they keeping an eye on him!
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2330 7 4
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Teddy laughs like a machine gun. People back away when they hear him. Every time I see him at work, I try to make his skinny body rattle. I would never back away.
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2330 38 20
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They cut the tall specious tree storms snapped the night in two or three. At times
they pause most piously to count each ring of truth, drive nails into the stiff cathartic spine, divine if this unseasoned cigar topiary agrees with its own everlasting te
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2330 5 3
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So she leans over the patio table like that model in that magazine ad and then takes a sip of her blended coffee drink as if a director had said to pretend the straw is a penis. As if this director only just shouted, “And you're a dirty, dirty girl, and
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2329 5 1
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"From up here the city lights burn like a thousand miles of fire," he croaked, his voice scratchy from sobbing. In pinpoints of illumination he imagined his wife - *former* wife - Calli in that Mustang convertible he'd gotten her for a birthday surprise
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2329 8 7
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A child in a new world/
by way of the old I won’t remember.
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2329 6 4
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"Fax the Beaver" was its last, secret title. The beaver is a dirty trick, and it belongs on the index card.
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2329 5 3
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He looked up as he reached the intersection, and crossed as it cleared. His head was down again as he walked toward his car, which was parked beside a schoolyard, where junior high students were involved in an after-school game of touch football. He smi
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