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He was the kind of man that I would rather have declawed than date, and then leave him on a gurney, helpless and anaesthetized. Cliff Eames had made me feel that way since we were teenagers. He would never be helpless. …
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At night, instead of sleep, there were new and secret pleasures. Half-awake lessons in dexterity, in the limber material of human life.
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190550
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Please direct your attention to the flight attendants as they demonstrate the safety features of this aircraft.
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190530
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I was crouched under a bruise-purple sky on a field of battle. I held a World War I-era weapon, an ancient black-iron spear with a spring, and I was told to load balloons onto it without popping them, and then I was to fire the balloons at some unnamed ta
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19052116
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Tell Bono I want my seventy bucks back.
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I stared out the window, the fog creeped up the Avenues like a spectator.
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190598
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My wife stood in the doorway and talked to the back of my head. “You really should talk to somebody about this,” she said.
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1904116
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Down South now means August cold snap,
the forties roaring my wool cap
off my head.
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There's always a sound, something triggering the fear.
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190400
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On the other side of the world the Moon spun on its way.
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1904108
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hooves moon dark latch eyes rope / Bess the landlord's daughter, the landlord's blackeyed daughter / gun breasts dress shame shouts blood blood blood
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Toting a sawed-off shotgun at the altar
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1904164
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Somewhere along tomorrow, I will forget I have the right to do this.
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Snow sheeted on the river...
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190354
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I am a sunflower. I turn my yellow and black face, bruised, to the sun, hoping its light will heal me. With my eyes closed I can see my stamen, veins in my eyelids, bulbous where they intersect. The sun feeds…
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Dale of the threadbare corduroy blazer and the same two plaid button-down shirts, of the unkempt beard and short-shorn hair and holed ears, the plugs overloose and then lost so that the effect was not a toughening edginess, but deformity, the same self-in
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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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[testing ... one, two, three ... testing ... is this thing on? ... ok, here goes:]
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1903114
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Everything is illuminated. If anyone is watching, we look happy.
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190263
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Oh, also, had no idea what the whole visit to the Kingdom of the Dead was getting at. Interesting, but seems unrelated to the larger story. I'd cut it. Remember — this is a story about one man's attempt to get home. Stay focused on that.
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190222
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His birthday buddy was like a wife to him: they were born a day apart.
This was coordinated, he believe, in the womb. Well, to be more accurate, wombs. She was due two weeks earlier but waited; he two weeks later but cut his womb-time (as the kids call i
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Birds FlySeven Poemsby Darryl Pricefor Charlotte and Mel, as always"We should insist on joy in spite of everything."--Tom Robbins“I don't need your love. I don't need you to understand. I just need you to listen.”—Perfume Genius1. I Want to Sing to…
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The tall, standing woman with bright red lipstick, elegant at one time, you could tell, responding, “She has dementia,” pointing at her brain. “She was a Holocaust survivor.”
And the one they’re talking about turns as she’s pushing her wal
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1902206
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The book has known many women’s hands, something erotic and frequently checked out from our local library. Its cover depicts a man and a woman, both with improbable if not impossible bodies. I believe the term is bodice-ripper.
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190221
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flash read. have fun *cheers*
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190299
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I don't think dogs like to die with the pack.
The smell of them rotting brings trouble in the wild,
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When the talking's done, they get in their cars to go wherever they go, and just as soon as that last car clears the path, the yellow-cabbed trucks are back and the men get out.
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I'm not interested in her that way.
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