1951 13 15
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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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1950 6 2
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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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1949 3 3
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A joust. A tournament. A playing field. ¶ Hmm . . .
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1949 19 15
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as long as you have some snacks up there
I can be brave
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1949 24 7
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I watched as the light fled
from your eyes,
No slowly dimming lamp,
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1949 0 0
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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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1949 3 2
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This is what my summer has come to: me, out of a job, aimlessly driving around the city looking for places to write, places to read, places to occupy my time.
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1949 2 1
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Fleas were a constant reminder that humans are food.
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1949 4 4
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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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1949 19 8
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A discussion at the homeless colony under the expressway overpass crossing the river:
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1948 10 13
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pluck me from the charred grate
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1948 5 1
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unbury yourself from the silt and give me some seal love.
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1948 0 0
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No matter the guidance and support she received from her parents, her psychiatrist, and her friend; no matter how hard they tried to remind her of her humanity, Azure believes this chimera form is her true body now.
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1948 10 9
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I ordered biscuits and gravy
at the Sunset Grill,
Just before the Amber Alert
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1948 9 6
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All of those lovelies, pitched on the ground, ignored and ready to rot.
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1947 2 0
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How curious that the thought arrived first in Portuguese; perhaps, after so many years, he was finally becoming Brazilian.
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1947 12 3
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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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1947 4 2
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I know I know how many times you want me to tell you I’m sorry, okay?
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1947 4 2
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1947 2 1
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One sunny day after Christmas Eldon went ice fishing with Grandma and Grandpa at Haymarsh. He was not fishing for Ice Fish but for regular fish who swam under the ice. Craig was there too. Craig was wearing more pairs of socks than anyone. He was wearing 3…
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1947 2 1
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flash read. have fun *cheers*
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1947 4 1
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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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1947 16 7
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He wears an old black tux, shiny at the elbows, and his gray hair has been styled and sprayed into a fragile tornado. On his lap sits a Chihuahua wearing a bridal outfit—veil and all.
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1947 17 16
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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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1946 2 1
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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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1946 6 3
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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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1946 0 0
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1946 3 4
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I’m going to stop there, before the darkness sets in.
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1946 3 1
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“Tonight’s news begins with a Stone’s Throw exclusive. Intimate friends of hotel heiress Paris Hilton have confided that the talent-starved celebrity has agreed to marry Quaker Bob, longtime spokesperson and package icon for Quaker Oats cereal.
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1946 18 5
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