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To my right, blank stares interchange with closed eyelids on an unkempt face. The minutes drip into the endless sea of night outside the window, each time creating a deeper blackness.
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Most nights while in his sleep, with his one good eye deeply shut, the old man can hear the whispers of the specter in the remote wanderings, holding the surrounding woodlands in its snare. The sound of it closing in, with the bones of the universe crushing in…
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Two-way conversation with God.
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His middle name was Perceval. He judged the first Miss America contest in 1922. He saw himself primarily as a storyteller in the Dickensian mode.He claimed to be an illustrator rather than an artist. He disliked driving but loved to walk, and preferred…
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Down South now means August cold snap,
the forties roaring my wool cap
off my head.
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• Don’t confuse the virtues of bananas with the virtues of banana bread
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Only strong personalities can endure such size, the weak ones are extinguished by it.
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this one was abandoned... a splinter left under the skin, pushed out by protective flesh
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I scare my daughter when she sleeps because she thinks I'm going to kill her.
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“Cheng Ho didn’t go just Cape Horn; treasure ships visit Australia and America. His very advanced compass. Not just point north-south. Show east-west too.”
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At night, on these New England roads, there is no light, no pink sodium-vapor glow, no guideposts.
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It’ll die in there and the stairwell’ll stink for weeks, Greg says in the car. We’re quiet, considering that.
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Okay, no freaking out. I mean, this isn't a suicide note. This is suicide fiction.
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The everlasting shone through when skirting the tenuous threshold of the two worlds.
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[continued from part one...]After sweeps, my schoolwork started to slip. I had trouble paying attention in class, and my workbooks and tests came back from the teacher marked in ketchup red ink. I had always been a good student, and this academic…
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When I squint at her from across the table I can see the waveforms created by her carrier signal.
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My dad drove a Model A Roadster
and had a photo taken of him on a hunting trip up in Wisconsin
with one leather boot up on the running board
and a .22 caliber pistol in his hand
like Ernest Hemingway and Clark Gable rolled into one
My dad ro
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chet baker shades my eyes
rippling through the cool water
sometimes we feed the fish
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Conceptio culpa
Nasci pena
Labor vita
Necesse mori
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True love may last forever, but the most I've ever gotten out of a lab assistant is two years, five months, three weeks, twelve days, and fifteen hours. And he was the exception.
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...a blunt thrust of a face, uncongenial in profile, and the ubiquitous green cap that says John Deere, with the yellow ideogram of a deer for graduates of our local schools.
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Everyone runs to the plane but me. I get the last seat (middle of 5), crush men’s bags on my way. I’m white & female. They glare.
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Mama hung them everywhere. It started with just a few, in our apartment and outside on the brick. She made walls into windows.
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Richard bounds up the stairs to his apartment. He can’t wait to get home to his new kitty. He found the poor cat right outside of his building just a few days ago, and already they’ve become fast friends.
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“They picked me up in their spaceship about noon,” Austin Grantham says to me while pulling up an apple crate to use as a stool.
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Oryn woke up in her desk. Sweat trickled from her forehead. Staring at her notepad, with her latest calculation, she forgot to go home. Her thoughts of Alysia calmed for now, but still lingered from her dreams.
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Borges must be so proud somewhere
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She was a beautiful woman. I don't argue with that. I welcome it.
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Doc and I talked for several hours. When I told him Mona was pregnant, he turned his head and looked at me. “Who's the father?” he asked. Don't know, I said. Mona didn't know, either.
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'Yer a cool, cool glass of water baby....'
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