1561 5 5
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Your voice is yearning,
Like a sad song on the radio,
A yarn spun to make hearts break.
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156095
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Last night in the shower, I felt only vaguely aware that something in me had changed.
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156065
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We agreed I would go back up
to the cabin for another bottle.
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156000
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I am warming up the Hotel Hugo courtesy shuttle van when Victor the front desk manager comes striding out waving his arms asking me why I haven't backed up yet. Victor says I'm always in my own world when I should be paying attention to the work at hand,
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156000
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The number 25 double-decker bus threads its way through the narrow two-lane streets. Coughing and burping without a hint of embarrassment, it carries us from the train station, with its cheerful round clockface and neat front of red brick, over the weepin
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15602114
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I don't want / to write about the body indulged, desires / denied, tortures invented, pleasures innate
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1559136
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We make our way into the Colosseum–excuse me, the Prince Spaghetti Colosseum–and take in the beauty of Italy’s national pastime; sadistic cruelty to wacko religious cults.
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15591311
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You'll be gone. I'll be gone. I'd hate to think how it was all for nothing, that all we did was stumble into a pretty big hole of our own making. The best place for a broken heart after all is in your own sweet chest. No one else…
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1559224
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I didn’t understand, you said with a hoot, that it was hard to get hard when my ass was soft.
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1559168
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The three of us traveled seven hours that day and Al traveled as far in the service of finding the right tool for his writing.
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155910
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[WARNING: DO NOT OPEN UNTIL 'R XMAS!]
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155853
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Somehow I always had to sit behind him. I remember because he had a constellation of skin tags on his neck. I thought about drawing stars on him; I thought about creating a new galaxy I would rule. I should have been learning math instead. I still can’t
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155865
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At age eleven, I murder the coffee table. I gouge with every available implement: thumbtacks, Lefty scissors, the plastic hand of my Barbie accomplice (who really should have known better). It is a slow death. In the end, there is nowhere to hide the body. When I am…
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1558235
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I had the distinct feeling she was telepathic. As that thought crossed my mind, she smiled broadly and returned my quizzical stare. It caught me off guard, wasn't what I expected.
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1558114
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His coarsely shaking voice, whispering embarrassingly crass old guy things in my ear, will make the blood rush to my young lady parts.
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15582618
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Watching water fall in the longest waterfall/
becomes immediately tedious
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155821
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After he’d told her on Friday that No, he wasn’t going to sign that contract for the cemetery plots she’d picked out—“I don’t want to spend my whole life knowing exactly where I’ll end up” is exactly what he’d said—the marriage, as far as she was concerne
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155752
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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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155700
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If you are a fox then I am also a fox.
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155710
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But she knew what she would find. She knew it all the moment she felt the sticky fingerprints behind the slat of her old oak slay bed. The fingerprints that would only be left from a person grabbing it from behind their head. The fingerprints that she
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15571312
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They confess love for Karaoke and metal rock. They have purchased expensive Stratocasters and Zildjians.
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155751
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If, for just a crystal moment, you will submit to being a dove...
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1557198
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YKK is a zipper manufacturer whose initials stand for Yoshida Kōgyō Kabushikigaisha. A boy told me (and I believed as a child) that YKK was my name in code.
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15572211
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He tried to call on his break but she didn’t answer. He imagined her on the floor, sobbing, like she’d been the other day. The grey rat would have chewed through a plug-in or some wires and started a fire. She would be ashes, a blackened corpse, reeki
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155724
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"kissing her with every muscle in my neck."
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1556177
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You have transformed me into an aimless, sleepless wraith...
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155644
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by the time he's moves onto knives, she has appeared in next door's window: sliver of nut-pale belly, fingers wet with suds, nails painted bright as glitterballs.
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155610
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It's possible I was having an acid flashback or some kind of semi-conscious when I opened the door of #3.
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155651
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Leave your dog and your dog-eared lovers at the door. I smile at the bouncer, pay my ticket, and wink at a slasher chick. She gets pumped on heavy metal gods and Kwaito
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15561714
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When you move to the music of a woman
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