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The French 751 1/2 ounces of cognac1 ounce of lemon juice1 teaspoon of sugar6 ounces of champagne For the rest of that night, everything Mickey looked at appeared to have a halo of music, something nearly visible that he could almost …
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. . . the greater length of the so-called “Montebaldi Corridor” can still be walked without the least exposure to direct sunlight as long as the traveler is not active from 9 am to 3 pm local time.
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I work in finance. Yes, I have money. Yes, my apartment building has a doorman.
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“I was looking for the review of the Alvin Ailey dance company when I noticed something in the sports pages,” says the 300-pound center. “All of a sudden it hit me–I should have been playing football."
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proving little more/
than the player’s keyboard dexterity.
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I stared out the window, the fog creeped up the Avenues like a spectator.
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Rothko explored horizons,/
blurring figure and ground/
by omitting the figure.
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The planet will be fine without us as it was/
when the Permian extinction made the goo/
that made the Rockefellers wealthy.
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The storm grew in might until it spawned the worst kind of tornado, an F-5 or Finger of God.
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They say ehmand for almond in the San Joaquin Valley.
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I'm trying to read a Poetry in Motion poem on there wall of a crowded electric train
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The coffins pile up gnawing dust on the glass panes to the rims of my binoculars. Shadowy cracks of stifling proportions, gliding over my eyes a requiem of mahogany. At dawn they heave between the workers’ hands, leave their resting places for a green tra
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Suzie went on to become an anchorwoman in Los Angeles after college. She had tiny bruises on her feet where she’d shoot heroin since she didn’t want tracks to show on her arms, where they’d ruin the effect of a little black cocktail dress
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"Ha ha!" I said triumphantly, "I've got some left and you don't!"
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On their first meeting, when Hans rolled his wheelchair to her door she would be he first to say that her heart sank. But he was so beautiful and charming and funny and quirky that his disability was soon forgotten.
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"I can't believe my 'best friend' and my 'girlfriend' would actually start dating if I authorized and coordinated repeated threesomes for us!" Robert Eww was saying, holding aloft a dagger and book, with an olive wreath around his head.
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No snippet to see, here. The piece is so short a snippet would be the whole thing.
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A lowing cow cracked open the darkened room like the yawn of a gravid alien.
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Every day hurts, just a little, but not enough
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You cheat with a stripper--joke I told to your wife. I didn't know that she couldn't take a goof.
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If you are a fox then I am also a fox.
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What's missing from their bodies is nothing compared to what's missing in their heads. One man in particular, now almost 80. Wakes to the smell of napalm, cigarette smoke, gasoline. Is he still feverish? Will the fungus rot his foot? But he remembers he
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Toting a sawed-off shotgun at the altar
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When you return home, one year to the day that you left us, you will wonder if you can do it all over again.
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Sometimes Seattle's the next thing to heaven. The sky's diamond blue, the sun's a caress; your whole soul can breathe. You know what the shouting's about. But the sun quickly fades to Protestant gray and the gray last a long…
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My Grandma caressed
my sleeping Grandfather’s feet
as we sat in his hospital room after hours.
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She was a forward-motion girl. She never bothered to learn to walk as a baby. Instead, she stood up and ran.
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A recent book reveals that nature documentaries are staged. Shocked by such claims we went on location to discover for ourselves the behind-the-scenes manipulations and more. Director: “You'll spot the wildebeest, freeze, and then charge. Okay? And try to bring…
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My favorite was a red bowler, a man's hat, which I never dared wear outside my tiny bedroom. My three brothers wanted it too much to take that kind of a risk. They'd poke me with various sharp objects: the serrated edge of the bread knife, the rusted TV
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Riding in a pick-up-truck,
the radio wailing
some 'love em and leave em" country song,
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