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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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2112 5 0
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Besides, that might have been the area of his birth, and if so, Jacob was now the director, priest, pallbearer, driver, and custodian of a hometown funeral
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2111 9 9
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What if I said;
I never liked actually reading?
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2111 12 5
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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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2111 10 5
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The waters rose / on the earth
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2111 2 2
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“Pupilo Durcál!” She yelled. “You stupid pendejo!” He limped along without another glance. Rosa suddenly realized her dreams all week were really omens.
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2111 6 3
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“Now God,” Mr. Smashface calls me out by name.
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2111 12 11
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The other day I’m in the backyard with one of my kids, doing what he’s calling a training exercise, which is basically the two of us with flashlights, shinning the beams over the grass and up into the night to see what we can see.
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the observation, at the end, more/
important than the being there—
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2110 19 18
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He was a tenth grade / messiah, famous for acts of attrition.
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2110 2 1
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poon fred / loop ilo/ bussy yubb tree
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2109 12 5
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The right is empty, waiting to receive the load like a catcher behind home plate.
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2109 2 1
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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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2109 21 16
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Tell Bono I want my seventy bucks back.
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2109 15 6
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with images overflowing with delicate thought scenes with nightmarish wet dreams
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2109 15 8
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Being simple like this, knowing a thing is done by doing.
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2109 5 3
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She wants her mother back and all I can give her is this—over and over. She doesn't want my mouth, wants no kissing anywhere even. Just this. Like this—quiet and rough. Quiet because her stepfather is napping in the bedroom next to…
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2109 3 3
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"Dad, I already told you about your wife. She’s not coming."
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2109 0 0
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Once upon a time a queen was blessed with twin sons, which she named Nosch and Amiaivel.
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2109 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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2108 7 4
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Suddenly the auditory havoc dies down and she falls into a loop, saying BANANA CREME PIES FOR SIXTY PERCENTS over and over.
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2108 6 7
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“Too perfect.” my therapist intervenes in assurance, “You did enough, really. More than anyone else would.” I know the subtext is that I possibly did more than I should. My appointment is coincidentally later that day, after his goodbye letter arrives in
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2108 18 14
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I become a lake, a river, a stream, an ocean that will one day be able to move anything, anyone.
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2108 8 7
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Megan beat up on herself later over the unsaid.
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in her monestary mission, with her rosary and candles, time holds me here
my feet got the travelin' blues but my hands tie old women's bones to my hair
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2108 4 3
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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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2108 0 0
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The corpse lay silently in his open casket. Dressed in the finest silken suit. Italian. Rubber skin pulled over his bones. Arms folded in eternal prayer.
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2107 0 0
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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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2107 5 0
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Please direct your attention to the flight attendants as they demonstrate the safety features of this aircraft.
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