1937 18 5
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193741
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I think theorems and hypotheses
but all that comes out is punching and smashing
frustrated hate flows where I'd prefer to know love.
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19371411
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She'd liked the name of the tanker. The Amoco Cadiz.
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193663
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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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1936123
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I read the ending to her and it was clear to her--clear as it could only be to a woman, to a woman you're in love with--that I had been describing her.
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193634
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I’m going to stop there, before the darkness sets in.
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19362618
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Rothko explored horizons,/
blurring figure and ground/
by omitting the figure.
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193621
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Fleas were a constant reminder that humans are food.
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193551
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unbury yourself from the silt and give me some seal love.
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193576
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Butch the Labradoodle sets some necessary boundaries.
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1935105
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I never killed a cop before.
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193544
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If Single Stroke Seven were a cocktail, it would be a Bloody Mary made of one part Worcestershire sauce, the other part gas station vodka, and ketchup and hot sauce packets swiped from fast food joints. Chill with ice crystals chiseled off freezer walls,
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193480
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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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193462
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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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193493
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Mesmerizing, the night’s queer colors, the darkness given depth by the earth’s crystalline sheen, by a sky choked with a million fleeting prisms. In the woods surrounding the house another branch snapped, a gunshot loud crack. The echo lingered, cap
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193421
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flash read. have fun *cheers*
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193400
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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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193321
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It’s late July, and I’ve just been given the assignment to cover Paganfoil’s ‘Warbird’ tour. To tell you the truth, I really loathe this assignment. I never, ever, EVER cared for hard rock or heavy metal or whatever they’re calling it this dec
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19331915
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as long as you have some snacks up there
I can be brave
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193301
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Jimmy Gollihue awoke to the howling of a bloodhound, a long voice from up the mountain, and the baying of the dog pulled a keening lament from his dream of the highway.
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193321
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A killer enters the room. No one notices, and the show goes on.
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193300
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1933116
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19331315
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We wonder if this is how we tangled in our mother's womb: hands to feet to heart.
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1933109
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I ordered biscuits and gravy
at the Sunset Grill,
Just before the Amber Alert
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1932125
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1932218
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I am standing in my neighbor’s back yard in my underwear, and my trash can is clean.
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19322712
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Borges must be so proud somewhere
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19321412
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“I want to show you something pretty.”
She looked at me, chin on her chest, watery brown eyes looking up. Skin tags on her eyelids made it difficult for her to look as coquettish as she wanted. She tried to flutter what was left of her eyelashes, but syr
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193222
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Most nights while in his sleep, with his one good eye deeply shut, the old man can hear the whispers of the specter in the remote wanderings, holding the surrounding woodlands in its snare. The sound of it closing in, with the bones of the universe crushing in…
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