2003 11 7
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He was her summer fling, the first cock to crow when the sun rose over her tequila smile.
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2002125
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The right is empty, waiting to receive the load like a catcher behind home plate.
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200211
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This is the story of my friend, Gil
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200273
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My favorite was a red bowler, a man's hat, which I never dared wear outside my tiny bedroom. My three brothers wanted it too much to take that kind of a risk. They'd poke me with various sharp objects: the serrated edge of the bread knife, the rusted TV
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2002108
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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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200222
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We passed a dead cat lying up against a guard rail, its fur stringing and wet and exposing its bloated skin which had a purple tint to it. Not my work, Death said, smoke trickling out of one eye socket.
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2002164
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Somewhere along tomorrow, I will forget I have the right to do this.
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200133
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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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200142
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1.) Please discuss any real-life problems you may have encountered having to do with the concept of “the look” or “the male gaze” as propounded in some of the feminist criticism readings we've done thus far this semester.
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200080
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The trainers looked at her and smiled and they were still one creature with four legs and two heads. The old man’s left eye moved in sync with the younger one’s right eye.
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200022
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one numberless character, an army of rants marching one by one, sand by sand, we move mountains this way…
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199950
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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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199962
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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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1999125
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19991311
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He had her pinned to the back seat, expressing his love. Do you love me? she whispered in his ear. Do you, do you, Jimmy Dale, do you love me? His only response…
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1999104
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"I sighed heavily. 'Goddamn it...' I spat under my breath. 'Every motherfucking time..."
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1999127
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It was only when blood began to drip onto the page that he realized he'd been hit.
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199974
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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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199920
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She spilled her neurons across the dissecting board of the violin, breathed deep and forced herself outward with every exhalation. Her molecules mixed with wax and horsehair, and her heart valves arched in unison.
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19991310
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I need a different storage solution
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199996
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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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199800
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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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1998105
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The waters rose / on the earth
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199882
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Jerry tries to be funny saying, I think Charlie Brown should kick Lucy in the head when she pulls the ball away; either that or they start making out. Ewww, but they're both eight years old, Sandra says biting her lip, tying off her smile. Jerry won't focus on her…
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19972018
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19971711
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She drew her hands out of the chest cavity and looked at the clock.
‘Time of death,’ she said.
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1997145
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She asks if I would like to join them.
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1997137
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199700
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He said he'd searched in vain for his wife, Mary, before abandoning hope and the ship in one of the last row boats. He was allowed in because of his experience fishing.
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19961915
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as long as you have some snacks up there
I can be brave
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