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Touching one of these special stones will bring out your own unique song.
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All carcinoma/
would be hors d’oeuvres/
for its dark appetite.
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"Oh, abracadabra," she muttered.
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She remembered/Before the menses
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Was that the door slamming?
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To find myself in a straight relationship which challenges my communications skills and tries my patience while improving my status among my peers and family.
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For starters, someone must be dead. That’s the golden rule to remember here. And if that someone is mom, you’ve got a hit on your hands.
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When I was miranda and my mother Rose, ours was a skinless intimacy. miranda in Rose's womb, captured in an essence of love, anger, frustration, fear, the overwhelming stress of Rose's life heavy syrup that kept the bond between spirit and body weak and
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tonight's sky is full:/each lunatic to his moon/sings separate songs.
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In my room is my младенец,
I mean my little one. She is hungry,
Sucking dry air. My молоко, that
Says milk, is not good. I can’t make.
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My brother and I had often debated whether we could get our father to shave his moustache off, just to see if his sophistication remained intact without it.
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It was Christopher who got her thinking about the Jews again. He had left the same day they did, and so all were connected in her mind, as if together somehow. She read his letters half-wondering if he would mention them, wanting to know if the Jews were
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I became a fool for Adrienne Parker the first moment I set eyes on her.
Whenever Parker walked into Oliveira's Cafe my breath would stop. I'd try turning away, then find my gaze locked on her face. Maybe it was her bare arms that I found so appealing
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My life is life in shape alone./
The substance leaks away like blood/
removed by the embalmer’s art.
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It was not until my twelfth birthday that I realised the face I saw in the mirror was not mine.
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Cahill—Dr. Cahill to those who knew him in his small town in Maine—had decided that his screened porch should be relocated. Wouldn't it be better to winterize the current porch, adding a door at the far end which would lead to a new, smaller porch,…
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Maybe you should consider a few more things before embarking upon actual rescue, like: Is the victim hot? Not stove hot, idiot. Beauty hot. Will this be a triumph to save this person (like perhaps they are some Nobel laureate), or are you risking you
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I see his look, his impatient look.
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Dear End of the World. We're having a party. Stop by if you're in the neighborhood.
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It was like the time we broke icicles dripping from the low eaves and brandished them like swords...
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I am not against the darkness / I can learn to live with restraint
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You marched in step from 9 to 5, kept perfect pace, pledged allegiance to enforced mediocrity, until the day they let you go—the day you knew that you were never Buddy Holly on their plane; just another passenger, brilliant but doomed.
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Nobody goes over there cause that’s where the body was found. A little one. Half in and half out the water, waded up like paper.
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"... you shake your head and look down as if I am a mongrel dog who has pissed the Tabriz..."
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you dug a hole inside my heart
and asked me if it hurt
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My brother was the catcher, and we were having sex. I was waiting to be scared. In our act, he would swing upside down from the bar, hanging by his knees, his arms extended, and I would fly into his chalky grip.
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the slow stretches across the horizon
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I hit the pole near Whited Avenue a year to the day.
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When he tried to kiss her, she ran to the bathroom to throw up.
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(after Joan Didion) (after Charles Dickens)The car is guttering and at first I do not hear him clearly. The antenna is broken and the wipers are loud. he comes in better when I'm off the freeway. “We must forget about material things.” …
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