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500 miles
all the way from Omaha
nine hours
on the back of a flatbed truck
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I hope you'll have the time to read this before your attention wanders.
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once wedding cake
under pillows.
now fluffy frosting
on squashed defeat
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Veiled by tenuous clouds and dirty air,
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2146144
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"What I need to wear the ring for," I said to myself, "I already got his last name..."
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214672
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A lowing cow cracked open the darkened room like the yawn of a gravid alien.
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214663
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“Now God,” Mr. Smashface calls me out by name.
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214610
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Azure became silent. She never thought of her death before, nor thought about actually fighting creatures and saving people’s lives.
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214500
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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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...and 55 words to tell you about it.
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21451310
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I talk wands and magic and how women aren't supposed to care,
but I do, and she talks length and girth.
Her fiancé has neither,
she makes an illustration with her pinky
and says that if they don't marry within the year,
she's dumping his ass
and we
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When you move to the music of a woman
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214500
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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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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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214400
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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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strumming on the pipe/blowing on the lute's body/drumming on the horn.
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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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"Dad, I already told you about your wife. She’s not coming."
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214473
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Everyone runs to the plane but me. I get the last seat (middle of 5), crush men’s bags on my way. I’m white & female. They glare.
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A pale face was illuminated by the street light. A voice rasped, “Charlie?”
“Do I know you?”
“It's Bill.”
The side of his little brother's thin face
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214354
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Jacabo gave the boy a can of beer with oxycontin and rat poison in it. He instructed the boy to drink and talk. Jacabo did this, fully aware that making ghosts was a costly enterprise.
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Richard bounds up the stairs to his apartment. He can’t wait to get home to his new kitty. He found the poor cat right outside of his building just a few days ago, and already they’ve become fast friends.
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I remember the tan guinea pig, dead of dehydration. Through the wire bars of her cage I viewed her body. She lay stiff on her side, stretched out, as if in her guinea-pig dream she had been running through grassland, open and close to the sky.
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He kind of enjoyed living by himself. It was nice and peaceful.
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214200
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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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21421716
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Ed wants to watch the last half of the football game. His wife wants him to mow the lawn.
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214283
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When you last produced writing on a manual typewriter, was it before or after your first sexual experience, or maybe during? Manual or otherwise. Which do you recall with more enthusiasm...
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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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