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Night fell and the photographer slept, one hand between Prue's legs.
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Did we get Jihadi John?/
And the highway to Mosul?//
What’s the score?
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...and 55 words to tell you about it.
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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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It's dawn. It's quiet on the pond in the Public Garden. The light is calm, the pollution is mild, and everything is still,except for the occasional cruising taxi. It's the beginning of spring-- tulips out, leaves…
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I like the smoke going in
but I like it even more
when it's coming out
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I know now, how she moves without verbs
after you crushed her into the river.
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Two-way conversation with God.
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Years After she can go home.
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He runs a mail-order business from a storefront and distributes a catalog of disappeared things.
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They got out wearing their crisp brown Army jackets and khaki pants; she saw the cross on the lapel of the officer's shirt and just knew. These men brought sad news from faraway places.
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Down South now means August cold snap,
the forties roaring my wool cap
off my head.
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500 miles
all the way from Omaha
nine hours
on the back of a flatbed truck
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Just bring me his head, that cerebral kiln of hot, ruddy verbiage and cadence.
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“Now God,” Mr. Smashface calls me out by name.
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I screwed my courage to the sticking point and asked him if he had shot down any Japanese airplanes. He grinned at me. “One,” he said.
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See a girl like Lily sitting offstage in a wooden chair in a fourth-rate club somewhere, crying, holding on so hard to so little, and as it breaks your heart to watch; forgive me. Understand me. You can’t rescue us. We all deserve more.
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Ma tells me not to put a tampon between my legs. For fear of cotton fornication.
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He stays a couple of yards behind me as we slog uphill. I try to diffuse the tension with a coy toss of head, slip on wet leaves. My ankle rolls and I splat noisily down. From my new angle his beard looks less stylish—bristles straggle all up his neck. He maintains…
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A human cop and a cyborg detective team up to solve a case. A sci-fi-pulp-noir-detective story.
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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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Veiled by tenuous clouds and dirty air,
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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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Azure walked through the fog as though she were walking to class. Her hands swayed through the mist and felt the thickness of the cloud through her fingers
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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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“I heard your dad took out the Dairy Queen drive-thru,” said Pat.
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salmon
maple syrup
horseradish
smoke detector
the list read, scrawled in purple marker on the refrigerator door.
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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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A lowing cow cracked open the darkened room like the yawn of a gravid alien.
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