2087 10 9
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We were young, she said, it was all in front of us. We should never have settled for this.
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2087 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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2087 2 1
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The tapping of hard soles moves slowly but forcefully away from the front door and toward the kitchen. Johnny looks at his dinosaur as if its spiked tail and plates of armor will protect him. Clip clop. Clip clop. The footsteps circle the kitchen. The bac
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2087 0 0
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Worldwide, sturdy bells quickly superseded decomposable, and edible, cheese balls as jesters' preferred cap ornaments.
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2086 28 12
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She remembered the feeling of weightlessness, of being lifted against gravity, the soft whoosh of tulle...
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2086 5 3
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Show me where to go, he said out of defiance for the moment in which time was malleable and fat minutes were consumed by wayward, languid hours. And all I could do for the time being was sit there excruciatingly anxious for this to pass, so it…
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2086 18 16
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2086 1 1
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Who knows how long I have been crouched here, tied down by kelp and thin vines, trading laments with animals? They all look terrified.
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2085 27 19
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We are not alone, not as alone as we think.
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2085 16 12
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The day after falling in love,
I became unmoored from everything familiar.
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2085 4 3
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First it makes me think about the time I held a live, albeit tranquilized, juvenile gator at a zoo in Florida when I was twelve. (Somewhere these's a photograph, no doubt, of me looking terrified and a gator looking asleep.)
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2085 11 2
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I carried him home, all blood and brains, and set him in the ground. Is that love, George?
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2085 7 3
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The child could hear frogs chorusing outside and she wanted to listen only to that. Inside her grandfather gasped for air and she tried to keep her eyes normal as he smiled at her and put the mask back on. She did not want him to see how much she felt like running…
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2085 21 12
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2084 20 16
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It was Gatlinburg in mid July
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2084 0 0
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Brandon had never liked standing in line; it was a childish tendency he had never grown out of. What likely annoyed him the most was likely the stillness, the lack of motion despite everyone else's insistence that they were getting somewhere. And it was slow, too,…
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2084 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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2084 4 4
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Gas station mart generic whiskey that smells sketchier than bathtub moonshine. Don’t worry about liver damage or going blind because you won’t be drinking it. You’ll need every drop to disinfect cuts and wounds since you and thousands of others in your co
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2084 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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2084 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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2084 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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2084 3 2
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Six months ago, Gary hired a goateed designer to "defoliate" the office, trucking out all the ficus trees and spanish moss to make room for curved sheets of fiberglass and, as he called it, "negative space." Now, her voice echoes off the concrete floors.
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2084 21 10
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He grew red-faced at her quiet words, "I'm pregnant."
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2083 6 2
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I pasted a sample paragraph of my writing on the website 'Who do you write like?'.
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2083 12 10
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Breasts don't make you a woman, but no one told me that.
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2083 10 3
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Through the window, I see the police. Lots of them, trampling down the blackberry brambles. Something reeks.
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2082 6 1
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Somewhere along the line he had also become a junkie, so he had a plastic bottle filled with methadone. I took a swig of that as we decided to jump in a cab and go to a dance club. It was a total shit-hole...
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2082 1 1
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I ran into Geary Marston in front of the French Hotel Café, across the street from Chez Panisse. I was sitting outside at a small round metal table. A girl that looked like a Degas model was selling flowers on the sidewalk in front of the hotel. Her shor
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2082 15 12
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for going forthe river and being blinded by its millionsof invisible fish, all sparklinglike pink enchanteddreams made of rosequartz and shaped like glassroses, who would? I fell for an illusionaftermy own fashion,but I could alwaysadmit mymistakes and catcha laugh out…
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2082 4 4
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You’re ridiculous. Time travel is impossible, Steven.
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