1990 11 7
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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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1990 6 1
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I am coming to understand how many memories of my father involve him, driving
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1989 2 1
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The barista with the fake rainbow nails and amazing cleft. . . .
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1989 1 1
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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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1989 13 8
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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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1989 8 7
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next time i come around i want to be a redwood.
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1988 14 9
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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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1988 0 0
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She did not know what it would feel like, how it would happen … but she knew it would be done. She knew that it would be magical, like nothing she could see or hear through the cornfields or around the markets.
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1988 5 3
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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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1988 0 0
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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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1987 17 15
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Sometimes he made us punch pillows. "Harder!" the shrink would yell.
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1987 2 1
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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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1987 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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1987 0 0
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A behind the scenes look at the character designs of the Arcana Magi Universe.
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1987 0 1
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The teachers who get caught propositioning male students are always wholesome family women. This is why I have repeatedly called for regular round-ups of wholesome family women before another young man’s morals are corrupted.
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1987 2 2
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“What’s a hushpuppy?” 264 asked 118, who knew three words of English.
118 said, “No.”
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1986 2 1
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This stage of Junior’s young life was static, moving very little off-center since his graduation from high school five years ago. Treading water both professionally and emotionally never worried him. Not until after what transpired that night when Pr
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1986 3 2
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But Jana insisted to see this miracle, this antidote for the mundanity of existence.
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1986 3 2
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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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1986 5 3
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1985 6 2
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It’s two o’clock in the morning, and I’m lying in bed, wide awake, drenched in sweat. I know what I need–a Thin Mint cookie–but I don’t know where I’m gonna find one.
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1985 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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1984 20 18
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Can you see me dying? 'Not quite',
Said Mummy, 'because it happens
Very slowly all the time.
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1984 2 1
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At work I recommended someone go to the Coca-Cola Museum in Atlanta. I told you about recommending it to someone.
“I always wanted to go back there,” I said.
“You did? You never told me,” you said.
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1984 0 0
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Ralph Simpson looked as though he wouldn't last through the weekend. His skin, yellowing from the cirrhosis, covered his hands tightly enough so that the veins looked like they would burst from the pressure.
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1983 11 9
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oh, sure i’m still running around like a heads-up/off/prophet/profit/fit trying to cut off my very own de/(con)instruction and all other sordid a•void•able & available /a-Babel-Trumpish towers of post & toastmodern doom/daze/haze
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1983 19 8
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It lies in rusting riot
of shadowed days.
Flying high its emblem wings,
forever stalled.
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1983 10 10
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the Way that can be mapped leads nowhere.
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1982 16 8
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I didn't go to China, however. I would have gone there in debt wearing their clothing. I was afraid to owe even $4,000 (what I still owe) living overseas.
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1982 12 10
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Breasts don't make you a woman, but no one told me that.
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