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as long as you have some snacks up there
I can be brave
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209195
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I found my black dot nucleus. School got me in the 10th year with the numbers spilling outta my head, but now I got the cell on my mind. Everybody's floating around this joint all pink and green college clean, yellow face Japanese, or the jet-headed Greeks with their…
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209153
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Maybe God couldn’t find His bifocals, and that’s why my check for ten million hasn’t shown up yet. Maybe a stray dog in heaven ate my check. Maybe God went bankrupt like everyone else. Okay, so maybe at the end of life I’ll balance my checkbook.
I do
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209166
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I hope you'll have the time to read this before your attention wanders.
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2091147
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You were given blame for action as experience by cause and effect now. If you take apart blame and even forgiveness is too rigid. She thinks of that purpose as to give men sexual destiny.
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2091164
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Somewhere along tomorrow, I will forget I have the right to do this.
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209150
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once wedding cake
under pillows.
now fluffy frosting
on squashed defeat
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209021
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It’s late July, and I’ve just been given the assignment to cover Paganfoil’s ‘Warbird’ tour. To tell you the truth, I really loathe this assignment. I never, ever, EVER cared for hard rock or heavy metal or whatever they’re calling it this dec
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209001
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Jimmy Gollihue awoke to the howling of a bloodhound, a long voice from up the mountain, and the baying of the dog pulled a keening lament from his dream of the highway.
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20902912
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Night fell and the photographer slept, one hand between Prue's legs.
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20902015
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over tea & saltineshe read melike an obituary
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20901210
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Some believe the Scots were encouraged to emigrate, hired guns as it were, to Ireland to civilize that population.
If that's the case, we would see it as another evil English trick. In any case, we MacGowans are Scots Irish and Protestant.
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209000
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Momo told me not to mind her, but I did. At night, after he'd tucked me in, I could hear him on the phone in the living room, talking for a long time. Early this morning he woke me up and gave me my backpack. ‘Put some clothes in here', he said. ‘We're going on a trip.'
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209086
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Years After she can go home.
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208934
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Out the window is an empty birdbath, dry flaky concrete ring, no birds.
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208974
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When they called him down there to the morgue to identify the body, he drove behind the wheel of his truck like some steady maniac on a long haul. The Ford 150 cried out for new shocks, but that hardly mattered. Mud plastered side panels and…
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Erwin came into the kitchen through the back door and went straight to the sink to clean up. Black mud and dried blood crusted his fingertips and caked the callused whorls of his knuckles. He used the round of strong-smelling soap he kept for…
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208852
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Man, you never ceased to crack me up! If you thought you'd just been called a homo, you probably wouldn't want to try to disprove it by grabbing hold of a naked guy and wrestling him to the floor of a shower room.
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208888
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I know now, how she moves without verbs
after you crushed her into the river.
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208886
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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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2087911
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The understanding we made was neatly wrapped up in its own blue tissue cocoon like a neatly rolled joint and dumped unceremoniously into the forgotten past like a plate of leftover digitized lies. The lid was slammed shut. Time passes too tightly. And you …
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20871616
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There's a mirror in front of me and I thought it was so I could see myself, but I didn't want to see me.
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2086198
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You would think when a bowl hits a tree the sound would be fierce, a loud clatter as stoneware explodes on birch bark dispersing shards in daffodils and grape muscari, but the noise is gentle, a thudding clink like empty bourbon bottles rattling hollow in…
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20863013
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I had felt suddenly lighter and next thing I knew I was watching Leonard Tucker and Sister William from somewhere near the ceiling. I saw myself, too, at my desk, holding my songbook out in front of me like everyone else.
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208685
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On the table the image is by Chardin but the puzzle is by someone else and that is what he has dumped out of the box.
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20862514
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Did we get Jihadi John?/
And the highway to Mosul?//
What’s the score?
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2086104
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"I sighed heavily. 'Goddamn it...' I spat under my breath. 'Every motherfucking time..."
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208663
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Now it turns out, the story doesn’t begin with the butterfly lady, herself, but with her brother.
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208622
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Why is the ghost of John Lennon haunting a house in rural Oregon?
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When you move to the music of a woman
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