1884 25 15
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I came from the only flat region in the kingdom of mountains and fjords, and called the city “Down in the Dumps”. The beleaguering mountains smelled a flatlander when they saw one, and hated me right back.
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1884 24 22
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Last summer our marriage took a direct hit and crashed into a deep pit with little warning when Millicent met a Facebook man and simply left, taking up with him, presenting him with my space in her life to receive her touch and this thought perpetually gnaws away, making me…
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1884 6 6
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Every single girl, from junior to senior (and a few counselors too, I suspected), wanted to make out with Marty Miller. Did he know how drunk with attraction I was?
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1883 13 9
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You generated coal light from your gait as easily as the new sun crawls through a sleepy forest, without worry over hot spillage, or who might be horribly blinded or grossly revealed or given visions in that rare moment of wet earth and…
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1883 2 0
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Robert was not in any sort of metaphysical or spiritual sense seeing himself, as in the scales falling from his eyes and seeing himself as he was. He was a long way from that kind of insight. He was literally seeing another himself.
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1883 14 15
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A crone dressed in black pours liquid from a bottle onto the egg. Whiskey. Gasp! The egg cooks before our eyes!
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1883 3 2
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The first door on the right is the bedroom. Even if I try to forget; my body remembers and the strength of its yearning fairly pulls me inside. I noticed you left the door ajar. Really you should be more careful.
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1882 0 0
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Something was there. It was undeniable, and he turned to face the padre, whose eyes were now clenched shut. Without asking for further permission, he moved his hand in-between the intestines, which felt like curtains of tightly—wound chorizos. Suddenly
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1882 1 0
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Daddy? Yes, hun. What do you think about life? Did you ask your mother? I'm asking you. (lowers newspaper) Well, (squinting eyes) life gives you so much pumpkin. ! and (like a whip) and..? (brows almost touching the hairline)…
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1882 17 6
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Every time I read a great line by another writer, I feel fear.
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1882 7 5
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Pow! I shoot him through his jelly donut.
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1881 7 7
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on the far shore, in the vineyards
timed charges explode like the sun catching on fire
it scares crows away from the grapes
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1881 1 1
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Bracing himself against the wind, Zach gets to his feet without a thought for direction or destination. In the white forever of this place, there is no lantern to light the dark and bitter woods of memory. Even the croakers would find little use for such
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1881 5 6
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Driving home at midnight, on a night so dark, so wild. Headlights can't pierce the gateway to oblivion.
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1881 23 13
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She stepped out of her panties. She spread her arms wide. "Take me!" she sang.
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1881 1 0
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Jasmine invited herself over and plopped herself on my futon. "Let's fuck," she said, bluntly. "I want to."
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1881 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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1880 26 17
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My wife tells me I should marry Pam. “She would be good for you,” she says.
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1879 20 16
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It was Gatlinburg in mid July
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1879 9 6
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Got me a 50 pound bat ray.
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1879 1 0
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I was getting ready to eat a thick peanut butter and grape jelly sandwich when a blue spider pushed up a corner of the bread from the inside and said, "Don't chomp, don't chew! We're in here, we're having a good time, and we don't feel like being eaten.
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1879 7 4
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Katie loved butterflies. Katie loved daisies. Mainly, Katie loved presents.
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1879 7 6
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"You know what a hobo is, my young friend? Or a tramp? Or a bum? Well, I'll tell ya, 'cuz you'll meet all of 'em in yer life and it's a good thing to know since they are each one of 'em different and the difference is this. Bums sit around and loaf. T
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1877 12 10
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Breasts don't make you a woman, but no one told me that.
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1877 9 9
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Quite frankly you are ruining my life. / I know you don’t mean to, but you are.
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1877 20 13
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A tiny story, 55 words, just enough to fit on a . . .
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1876 0 0
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The morbidity of red ink is almost entirely lost on the playfulness of Snoopy stationary. But I boldly pressed on with my darkest thoughts to strengthen the effort of my offbeat creative exercise.
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1876 14 6
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I wear a white dress.
I vomit on hers.
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1876 25 14
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Mama's good at finding things, but hardly ever what she's looking for.
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1876 17 9
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I want you to kiss me like you’re listening to my tongue. I want you to hear the rhythm of my heart through my lips. Can you feel what I’m telling you? If you’re entering my borders, it doesn’t matter where - my mouth, my pussy, my ear... you’d better pay
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