1998 22 10
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"You are wolves circling, eyes burning in the dark...."
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199700
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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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199741
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I would ask for your name/if your tongue wasn’t in my mouth.
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1997177
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You have transformed me into an aimless, sleepless wraith...
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199721
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“What about this shirt?” “I didn't know Gap had an ‘approaching middle age pimp' department.” “So… no?” “Yeah. No.” “Approaching middle age?” “So…” “So?” “Soooooo…”…
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199731
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"Special delivery for a friend?" he asked. "Postcards are a wonderful thing. All people want to do nowadays is send e-mails. But what's better than putting a postcard on the fridge?"
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199700
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January 3rd EST/January 2nd PST 2002 It's 1:45 am or 10:45 pm depending on your philosophy about changing your watch when you fly. My plane is scheduled to land in San Francisco soon, but I'm completely disoriented because I've just had my first post-9/11 dream. …
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1996127
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Bloop. Velvet's paws hit the carpet. The new man of the house is on the prowl for food, a walk. Breakfast was Rice-A-Roni; for lunch I'm serving Ring Dings. Perhaps he'd like a bite?
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199621
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“The Boy from Thuringia” is part of a series of stories collectively called The History of Adoption. In it, a middle-aged man sets out rather obsessively to write a comprehensive history of the adopted child. In his attempts to finally begin this im
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199698
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My wife stood in the doorway and talked to the back of my head. “You really should talk to somebody about this,” she said.
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19951311
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1995157
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My editor even said so: “Ralph, the Karmann Ghia is the only car for Henry. The only one he could have possibly driven.”
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19951615
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lost in a taxi cab, 4:30 am
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199564
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Riding in a pick-up-truck,
the radio wailing
some 'love em and leave em" country song,
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19942315
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“Why, you tell a story,” one young fellow said. The expression on his face said “How gauche, how passé!”
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199464
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In grief, I'd ride a slow train there with you, /
one hand in yours and one hand on the rail,
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199421
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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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1994109
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"Why didn't you tell me it was Halloween?" he asked. She shook her head. The doorbell rang.
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199463
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No flinch, no stretch, no letting the cook get all golden about the chopping block.
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1994167
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it's the very words that are the problem
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199432
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Love at first sight?
Not for me.
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19931211
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Save the whales. Save the dolphins. Save the bored housewives. Save my hands, so often cupped over the sorrow in being alive. Save the beautiful made-up cherries of delight I feel everywhere in your presence. Save the sprawling…
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199321
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I built a house in the middle of the ocean. I used sunlight for nails. Wind for wood. Stars for chandeliers, the moon for a doorknob.
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199322
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"You're going to have to call me 'dead eye' after I get this possum."
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1993189
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19931111
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It’s like faith. My battle buddy is out there, I know it, but I can’t see him, nor can I hear him. I just know he’s there, trusting he’ll do what he’s supposed to do, and he’s trusting in me.
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199343
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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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199320
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Someday they'll find me face-down in a puddle of ink.
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1993139
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He saw symmetry, exquisite geometry, body and built world in harmony.
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19922411
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whistling some blithering tune, trotting around the kitchen in his underwear with his ribs, a long row of meatless tragedies that screamed for something other than the meal he was making.
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