1924 4 1
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I would ask for your name/if your tongue wasn’t in my mouth.
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192440
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Let whoever may read this know: I am an evil man, and I have done evil things.
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19231013
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pluck me from the charred grate
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1923189
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but let's stop and take another look at things
could it be through our closed eyes
that we didn't really know what we were talking about
that there never was a surprise
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192354
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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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192321
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flash read. have fun *cheers*
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192321
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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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192343
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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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192263
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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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1922218
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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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192222
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And by God he made it to heaven! St. Peter waved him on in...
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192222
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A little bony for my tastes–I wonder if she’s on the Lady Di diet. I wouldn’t kick her out of bed for eating crackers, but it would be like sleeping with Eva Braun.
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1922109
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I ordered biscuits and gravy
at the Sunset Grill,
Just before the Amber Alert
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19222618
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Rothko explored horizons,/
blurring figure and ground/
by omitting the figure.
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192296
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But do come close enough for me to hear.
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192121
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A killer enters the room. No one notices, and the show goes on.
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192100
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192121
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He tapped his foot, swished his hips, swaying across the worn tile floor with an invisible partner in his arms, the batter-coated spoon still clutched in his right hand, momentarily forgotten. Nearly a decade had passed since he last shared a dance with h
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19211711
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She drew her hands out of the chest cavity and looked at the clock.
‘Time of death,’ she said.
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192163
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For some, a vertical pattern will evoke prison bars, for others, product bar codes.
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192143
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Words are not like bricks. The neighborhood flowers from within the rituals that enframe the drinking of a macchiato in a café. Now it hovers over the page.
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1921149
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It's eerie. There are no birds. My friend and I take our morning walk in a bubble of silence.
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192122
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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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1921105
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I never killed a cop before.
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192110
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Morpheus dreams… […fairground atmosphere burlesque hand-operated steam organs calliopes cut and spliced reversed harmonium kaleidoscopic grotesque waltzing carousel…] PABLO FANQUE'S CIRCUS ROYAL Grandest Night of the Season! and positively the LAST NIGHT BUT THREE! being…
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192062
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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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192076
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His toenails were so long they curled under and into the black leathery pads of his feet. They lightly clacked on our linoleum, tap shoes made of thick petrified roots. He didn't seem to mind.
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19201412
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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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1919247
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I watched as the light fled
from your eyes,
No slowly dimming lamp,
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