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Okay, no freaking out. I mean, this isn't a suicide note. This is suicide fiction.
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once wedding cake
under pillows.
now fluffy frosting
on squashed defeat
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215500
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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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215500
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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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215597
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500 miles
all the way from Omaha
nine hours
on the back of a flatbed truck
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215566
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I hope you'll have the time to read this before your attention wanders.
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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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Veiled by tenuous clouds and dirty air,
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215431
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I have never met Joe’s brother, of course.
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It’ll die in there and the stairwell’ll stink for weeks, Greg says in the car. We’re quiet, considering that.
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A lowing cow cracked open the darkened room like the yawn of a gravid alien.
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When you move to the music of a woman
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215411
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True love may last forever, but the most I've ever gotten out of a lab assistant is two years, five months, three weeks, twelve days, and fifteen hours. And he was the exception.
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215354
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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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215333
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"Dad, I already told you about your wife. She’s not coming."
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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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Danica saw her hand with the ring lifted up by Oryn. Both of their eyes locked onto the red gem and Danica understood what Oryn offered.
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215310
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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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. . . the greater length of the so-called “Montebaldi Corridor” can still be walked without the least exposure to direct sunlight as long as the traveler is not active from 9 am to 3 pm local time.
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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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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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I like the smoke going in
but I like it even more
when it's coming out
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strumming on the pipe/blowing on the lute's body/drumming on the horn.
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He kind of enjoyed living by himself. It was nice and peaceful.
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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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“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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2150247
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I watched as the light fled
from your eyes,
No slowly dimming lamp,
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215041
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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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A dark-haired, handsome man adjusted the headset he was wearing, leaned toward a microphone, and eyed his host, a curly-haired man with a toothy grin, who sat up straight as he received a cue from his producer.
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