1965 14 7
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I cannot make love to a woman who looks like David Byrne.
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1964 14 6
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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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1964 23 18
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Five girls wobble into the train car. Their blistered feet protrude from the bedazzled straps of their sandals. Conductor: “Girls in the back with the open containers, you can't have those on the train.” A heavy-set girl in a belted yellow mini-dress…
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1964 0 0
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August 14
I remember the smell of fresh air. The feeling of clean air in your lungs. I haven't had that feeling in quite some time now. I guess few people have.
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1964 22 10
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She feels ugly but ready for anything.
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1964 5 1
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Snow was falling. People passed by the window and wore large coats. Inside, Alex stood in front of the window and watched.
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1963 8 2
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It would wander the hallways after the 3:45 bell, after the last class, after the students had all disappeared with the homework they'd never finish, the papers they'd forget to write, after Nate the janitor pushed his broom through the endless doorways,
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1963 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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1963 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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1963 5 6
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The lizard is like wearing wings on my back, makes me fly like a dragon in my dreams, which I have all day long, while looking at you, talking to you, right now, having dreams in some part of my head. I'd like to stick out my tongue and lick the part of m
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1963 3 2
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This is what happened today.
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1962 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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1962 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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1962 8 3
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For fifteen years Wendy waited for Harry to leave his wife. From time to time, there’d been ultimatums, break-ups too, but they never stuck. Now Wendy’s luck was about to change.
It was Tuesday, Wendy and Harry’s standing night to be together. His wif
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1962 7 2
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Sally was bathing Homeless Hope in her bathtub when the phone rang in the kitchen.
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1962 35 16
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My heart beat someone up the stairwell.
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1961 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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1961 2 1
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A herd of garbage trucks groaned down dark streets filling their black hydraulic hearts with rotten trashcans and glass, and a smile ate her whole face. I showed her a text from a friend: "T-minus 10 seconds till meltdown."She laughed and I wrote back.A small,…
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1960 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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1960 4 0
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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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1960 8 1
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She is thinking about her baby, the one she loved for exactly one month before she lost her forever. Now, all the love for her baby is coiled in the pit of her stomach and it has fangs and venom, and it is leaking into her blood, her bones.
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1960 6 4
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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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1960 2 3
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In reenactments of the pressing to death of Giles Corey, Walter’s friends stacked pillows onto his chest while he defied his inquisitors.
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1959 22 15
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A boy stalks three deer across an open field.
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1959 12 10
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Breasts don't make you a woman, but no one told me that.
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1959 12 8
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Two-way conversation with God.
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1958 27 19
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“There’s an ill energy that emanates
from your precise heart that I find attractive”
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1958 17 11
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I would be proud to be your house rabbit. I make this case: I will listen flop-eared close to your every concern
and exhultation. If I doze off nudge me. I wake quickly.
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1958 19 13
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old men with crispy sunburnt ears
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1958 21 12
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I couldn’t begin to give an account of the latest days.
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