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Down South now means August cold snap,
the forties roaring my wool cap
off my head.
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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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She began guiding Penny’s arms, whispering movements through her body. Memory and experience sang through every fiber of their being. The song had become her life.
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Ma tells me not to put a tampon between my legs. For fear of cotton fornication.
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I know now, how she moves without verbs
after you crushed her into the river.
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...he thought often of the rollicking waves, of being pulled under, of being weightless and senseless...
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Years After she can go home.
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pluck me from the charred grate
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Just bring me his head, that cerebral kiln of hot, ruddy verbiage and cadence.
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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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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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He runs a mail-order business from a storefront and distributes a catalog of disappeared things.
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500 miles
all the way from Omaha
nine hours
on the back of a flatbed truck
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...and 55 words to tell you about it.
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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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“Now God,” Mr. Smashface calls me out by name.
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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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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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It seems the people of this house were a happy family – The smiling faces, the children’s enthusiasm tells me as much. I wonder what happened to them.
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Two-way conversation with God.
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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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salmon
maple syrup
horseradish
smoke detector
the list read, scrawled in purple marker on the refrigerator door.
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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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“I heard your dad took out the Dairy Queen drive-thru,” said Pat.
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'Yer a cool, cool glass of water baby....'
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Veiled by tenuous clouds and dirty air,
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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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A lowing cow cracked open the darkened room like the yawn of a gravid alien.
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“Your brain, your brain tries to make sense of things like this, specially life-threatening weird shit, so in my mind the grass was on fire and driving out swarms of invisible bees that were stinging us to death. Invisible killer bees. You don’t shoot be
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