1984 35 16
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My heart beat someone up the stairwell.
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1983105
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If it were known that I am as stupid as I am, if the press were to open that page on TV, if the laughter shot itself like fireworks out into the road--
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1983187
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the heat and energy it takes
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198320
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Berto had come to live with me a month earlier. He’d been cursed by being the favored child of our parents. Their indulgence resulted in a 40 year old man and heroin addict from age 17 and all that accompanies such an existence such as thievery, larcen
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198364
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I find my mother’s pink Pyrex mixing bowl at the antique store on Fairview Avenue. It’s in the hands of a fat woman in a blue down parka, and she’s holding it upside down, squinting at the sticker on the bottom.
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198240
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That night we slept on the floor of Kirk and Maggie’s apartment and listened to them arguing all night about art and life and love. Ah, me, I sighed, the sad soul of America! I thought of Walt Whitman. I thought of Allen Ginsberg.
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1982115
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You aren’t easy to explain, you Americans.
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198111
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I read the runes, the cards, the signs, the sticks. I consulted tarot cards and read tea leaves. I listened to you, deconstructed every word and look and tone with the harshest logic and cynicism I could muster. If there was some way to decipher what you
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1981138
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Heaven’s a blast! It’s like a big summer camp in space...We are the weavers of the tie-dyed sky.
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198176
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BERT AND ERNIE -- THE PRE NUPBy Roz Warren and Janet GoldenInspired by a recent Supreme Court decision, Bert and Ernie are finally going to tie the knot! Their just signed pre-nup was leaked to us by a Muppet whose identity we've promised not to reveal, in…
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19811415
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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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198100
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Emi was cheerful and nice towards her classmates. It was like she saw a different person last night. Emi’s pupil-less red eyes frightened her, and the spell that she cast on her, that bump on the head still lingered.
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198073
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Ancient erections loom aloft
ringed by decades
centuries for some
in gnarled scabs of pine.
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1980149
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for the rush of longing
and brush with flight
that is her imagination
will surely lift her above the traffic
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19801715
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Sometimes he made us punch pillows. "Harder!" the shrink would yell.
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198021
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If the photographs made sounds, they would rumble like static from an impending thunderstorm, pressed between the pages of a yellowing dictionary. Compressed sound, searching for the proper words.
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198031
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“You people remember the thing you learned in science about every action creating its own equal and opposite reaction? The same is true in other realms. All of existence is continually recycled…again and again in infinite permutations. In other words,
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198093
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I laugh too loud cause the world looks good that way and for a minute we both make funny sounds just to exercise our vocal cords and see how close we can come to the line without crossing.
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198072
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Sally was bathing Homeless Hope in her bathtub when the phone rang in the kitchen.
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198053
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You’ve gathered in church to wait for Jesus. Unarguable signs have let you know this is the day. This is the day of the second coming. This is Judgment Day.
It was a no-brainer to wait at the church.
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1980117
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Your specific request that I never submit to you again; ever, is cause for puzzlement, yet strangely motivating.
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198085
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Your pajamas torture us.
When moist they uncomfortably cling. They have evil buttons, and they cause us to stumble on them in the dark.
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19802210
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She feels ugly but ready for anything.
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19793113
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“I liked you best in Choke–you were sexy in a lazy, sort of ‘70s way.”
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1979146
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"Are you all right?" I ask. He blinks. He sits up. I help him stand. He looks sorrowfully at his coffee cup, which is on the floor.
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19791311
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i was jus countin' your heartbeats, Emmie
and you know what?
i think they's the same as mine!
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19791413
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Are you interested in a new account?
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19792812
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At some point, we will have to shoot them/
through the eyes and skull and heart
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197932
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Knowing this is too long for here I won't be crushed or enraged if no one has the time to read it. Also, it's not fiction.
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197821
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The barista with the fake rainbow nails and amazing cleft. . . .
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