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"Hattie? What are you doing?" Bosley asked, the quaver in his voice an indication of an impending erection.
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2073104
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Ma tells me not to put a tampon between my legs. For fear of cotton fornication.
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207383
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Morning claims me from sleep before I can say noYou wake up instantly from your alarm clock's ringYou are bright, enthusiastic, ready to cooperateIt will be a good dayYou shower, dress and I prepare your breakfastEggs, soft, toast two ways, one with salmon cream cheese,One…
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2073189
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In my innocence and young mind, I thought that kiss would mean that someday we would get married
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2073119
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I’ve had my face talked off by those types (and I’m sure you’ve met a few) who need to say and hear “special” words, and they go "unh-hunh, unh-hunh, o yeah, o yeah, unh hunh."
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207287
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His mouth is a flesh cave where a grizzly slumbers and winter is the blank page of my face.
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20721914
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I'm sitting here listening to Nebraska and it's / breaking my heart
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207286
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no one else comes in my back door but you
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207284
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He ate husks of bone and old paper scraps with yesterday's headlines, blowing down the street like tumbleweeds now at four o'clock in the morning.He wrapped himself in an old army coat against the November winds as he tramped back and forth, back and forth, up the ten…
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2071216
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The "Many Worlds" theory, applied.
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20712618
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sooner or later you realize
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20702114
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all paths converge on Africa/
and Eden, and the fall from animal grace
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2070169
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Sometimes you can't sleep.
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20703020
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Toting a sawed-off shotgun at the altar
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206965
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We didn't wear shoes in the summer, except for Sunday school and church. The soles of our feet were black and tough as shoe leather.
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206965
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The tapestry of time gets another stitch.
The countdown clock rolls forward.
The whole crazy picture gets a little bit
clearer.
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206911
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They sit, they create, they watch.
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2069178
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I kiss his sunburned nose, so nice under the beach house. We hear the shower of palm leaves like wings getting ready. We talk about a time we'll no longer know each other, when he'll be sad in a bar in another state, slipping and sliding and petting lost dogs in the parking…
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206985
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I could love them all, your people, /
Learn their differences, speak their tongues, /
When there is no one there to hold you /
But me, my arms would be wide enough /
To hold armies of your need. Do not forget.
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2069128
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Two-way conversation with God.
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20691614
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The psychiatrist was a man who clearly meant to calm his patients, the students. You could tell by his sweater and his neatly combed, plumy hair and the wire-rim glasses he wore. But he was not good at his job. You could tell this by how bad he was at cal
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2069114
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I sink until water saturates my lashes, waiting, breathless, for the words to stop.
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20692012
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I drove to you in April / and you loved me all through Illinois
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206822
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“You wouldn't believe it.” Peter leaned in to whisper. “Don’t let the Kodak moment with the wife and kids fool you. That guy is totally gay.”
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206822
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Sloe Gin Fizz is pink
Bombay Gin comes in blue
I’m sitting here at Emerald’s
And all I can think of is –
you.
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20682620
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People go through life all the time with only one kidney, or with some of their female-parts removed.
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206840
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Remember me? I am the large, dented acorn you threw at your brother, Ken, during the huge acorn war of 1969. You were thirteen. He was eleven. And the entire neighborhood was in your backyard that day. Steve, Jack, Jerry, Tom, Dan, Jeff, Drew. A bunch of the kids…
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20682011
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...he thought often of the rollicking waves, of being pulled under, of being weightless and senseless...
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206798
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Turns out it was you. But. You made it into the latest dumping ground in spite of their voted insults. In spite of being told you weren't even going to be around to be danced with. The loneliest girl now looks perfectly trim and trendy to all eyes.…
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2067108
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I am not a gun, but I think I may have pulled a plastic movie trigger in some kind of real world action before, accelerated, pivotal scene, one way or another before, this new frame came into its paranoid view .You see? I am not a plastic water bottle,but I…
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