1905 4 3
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I wriggled in the bed and felt the sheets soaked with perspiration. My arms were lined with tape and tubing, needles pressed in veins. I reached for the cloth again and again, and every time they stopped me. The hands that came were cold and hard, urgent
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1905 5 4
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People tell me my personality is a drug. Could be. My shadow is a spine. And I have the current density of copper. A welcoming face. Opium eyes opium thumbs. The piccolo is parenthetical. …
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1905 10 9
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I ordered biscuits and gravy
at the Sunset Grill,
Just before the Amber Alert
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1904 20 18
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1904 1 1
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I am one one millionth of a ratings point. A little flash of electronic blue against the wall of an otherwise unlit upstairs room at night. Walk by on the sidewalk feeling lonely, then see that harsh spark of indigo spring from the dark window above and
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1904 0 1
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meanings figure into traffic streams reds fade, trickle down the long ‘V' another passing human ear; tall, tall buildings paper poised on horizon. situations gape in and out of seconds corners turn to disappearance, witness follows fingers…
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1904 2 2
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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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1904 2 1
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...I told Uncle Lou I thought it (trans-gendering) looked like a thoughtful way of occupying the world. It was a personal triumph, for some individuals, over the destructive affects of denial. Besides, it hurt no one, and it didn’t destroy property. I alw
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1904 19 12
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He held my little hand in his and guided it through the dirt.
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1904 4 3
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A great doubt had shut out the light inside us, but each of us called for our lover at the end, and she was generous. Carrying us along inside her over vast distances, chilling our soul with sudden terrible flashes of light.
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1904 14 11
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She'd liked the name of the tanker. The Amoco Cadiz.
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1904 9 6
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But do come close enough for me to hear.
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1903 11 9
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1903 4 3
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[testing ... one, two, three ... testing ... is this thing on? ... ok, here goes:]
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1903 1 1
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Jonas Griffin stared out the bay window as he drank his morning cup, his eyes gleaming with something between wistfulness and disdain at Reynold who sat patiently in the adjacent yard, leaning against the majestic oak tree that towered in its hundred year
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1903 14 14
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That was before Cohen died. Castro died. Castro Died should be a title by Samuel Beckett. Once I nearly went out to buy a bass clarinet just for the purpose of playing along with Leonard Cohen.
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1902 9 2
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You never thought you were capable of rape.
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1902 11 6
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1902 15 6
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with images overflowing with delicate thought scenes with nightmarish wet dreams
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1902 0 0
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I, personally, just had no interest in having some pimply-faced moron stick his tongue down my throat.
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1902 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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1901 8 6
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On top of the refrigerator is a small wooden box
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1901 0 0
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Mama Blinkey Lights yells at Papa Blinkey Lights and tells him to quit playing the fool, and when we turn our attention back to removing the shafts, we are chagrined to find that not only have they multiplied once again, but that they have gone yet farthe
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1901 2 1
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A killer enters the room. No one notices, and the show goes on.
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1901 2 1
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Six weeks, four thousand dollars, and twelve hundred miles later, I figured I was done with the cleansing process.
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1901 18 10
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I miss my fire from the first three races
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1901 18 5
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1901 2 2
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And by God he made it to heaven! St. Peter waved him on in...
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1901 9 7
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the observation, at the end, more/
important than the being there—
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1900 1 0
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It's dawn. It's quiet on the pond in the Public Garden. The light is calm, the pollution is mild, and everything is still,except for the occasional cruising taxi. It's the beginning of spring-- tulips out, leaves…
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