1996 3 1
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You never knew How to express What you didn't know You felt With your words You picked on You taunted You destroyed Did it help To feel yourself Did it work To disparage Those who were Innocent and young Blameless For living …
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199693
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The headlines were my source of information and contact. Four Soldiers Killed in Baghdad read one. Seven Ambushed in Fallujah. I’d read them, look for his name, and maybe clip it out. It put me there; put me in touch with him.
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1996113
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The impression old Updike left on a young mind.
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1996145
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I'm the joker of the pack in our office, although I think a lot of my humour is too subtle for my colleagues
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199592
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You never thought you were capable of rape.
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199542
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199576
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Butch the Labradoodle sets some necessary boundaries.
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1995158
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Being simple like this, knowing a thing is done by doing.
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199510
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Vito suddenly found himself wide awake. He was unable to recall having fallen asleep or dreaming or awakening. It seemed he'd just entered bed, yet a glance at the windows told him it was already the middle of the night.
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199440
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When the talking's done, they get in their cars to go wherever they go, and just as soon as that last car clears the path, the yellow-cabbed trucks are back and the men get out.
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199451
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unbury yourself from the silt and give me some seal love.
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1994116
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1994188
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"leaves &damage, &shifts of shape"
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199452
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Having a single blurb on your book cover is like having a single friend in grade school. So I lied.
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1994157
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the boredom inherent in living in the suburbs
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199463
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“Now God,” Mr. Smashface calls me out by name.
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199331
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“Can't you tell when I get lonely?”, she asks. “No”, I say. It gets awkward because she wants me to know when she gets lonely. I don't give her the attention she wants without realizing it. She moves away and stares at me for…
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199321
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A killer enters the room. No one notices, and the show goes on.
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199396
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The throw was the last leg of a triple play.
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199393
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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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19931311
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You'll be gone. I'll be gone. I'd hate to think how it was all for nothing, that all we did was stumble into a pretty big hole of our own making. The best place for a broken heart after all is in your own sweet chest. No one else…
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199360
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her: what are you worried about? me: the dog sitter.
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1993109
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Sometimes, they beat their masters home...
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199332
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Oh, you can’t stay, your poetry/
Is still out in the world, maybe when you die/Your volumes will make their way/Not just here but
everywhere
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1993167
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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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19921412
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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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199171
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In 1978, a computer program became privy to my grandmother's most secret thoughts.
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199134
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I’m going to stop there, before the darkness sets in.
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199188
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The moon begins to rise over L.A.
while the roaches try to crawl up
the sides of the mountains surrounding the L.A. Basin.
While fires rage in the forests of the night,
here comes the moon over the horizon,
big and haunted, pock-marked and coo
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1990123
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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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