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Five years ago, on January 15, 2009, Flight 1549 took off for Charlotte, North Carolina and, 3 minutes later, made an emergency landing in the Hudson River, with no serious harm to anyone but the geese who caused the problem. (They were liquefied into something…
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“No names,” she said. “I am the mysterious woman, and you are the handsome stranger.”
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Now when she speaks to him, he no longer responds with an interrogative but rather a cheery, "You're absolutely right, dear" or "I'll get right on it," or "What a great idea!"
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His hands go up and down on me. You love me don't you he says. I don't know I say.
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Our next door neighbor is in love with his cat. His wife sits in our kitchen crying her eyes out.
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This is what happened today.
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I am wearing stolen socks. Not because I haven't any of my own, and not because they are an exact fit. Only because they soothe my emptiness inside.
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"Oh — what is this 'work' thing the philosophers speak of" sort of thing.
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It was a lovely day all the horrors in deep hiding
leaving me, leaving all of us, a chance to wonder why
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The stand is designed to clasp two guitars, one on either side. She cradles an Ovation in her arms, a guitar variety our high school friends used to call a soup bowl. In the stand is an acoustic-electric hybrid that I toyed with for ten…
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Somewhere a banjo, somewhere a hound.
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perjured like a fickle impulse
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It’s not the money. The money’s/
just a way of keeping score.
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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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“What do you call this place?” I didn't really want to talk much in there. For some reason, talking felt too—linear. The words seemed to have a kind of reverberation into associations that seemed somewhat meaningless at the time.”
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Man, you never ceased to crack me up! If you thought you'd just been called a homo, you probably wouldn't want to try to disprove it by grabbing hold of a naked guy and wrestling him to the floor of a shower room.
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I carried him home, all blood and brains, and set him in the ground. Is that love, George?
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the dogneck gave no support
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“What are you doing, Maestro?"
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We're not here for idle chit-chat, or ESPN, or fish tacos.
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I'm not interested in her that way.
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This is Jorge. He was a good little monkey. And always curious.Like the time he and his friend, the man in the amarillo sombrero, had to fly to Japan. *Jorge sat by the window. Watched the ground get further away. Until they were above the clouds. He looked out…
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Are we like a poem, a short hand of words curtained together, evoking a mood, but in the end, impenetrable? We follow the clues to our lover's heart and what we find isn't him at all but ourselves. We fill every part of his life, every part of his past and even become…
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This is about a mescaline trip that went wrong. It happened back in the '60s and I know, the '60s have been done quite to death and nobody ever gets the trip right but--you'll like this one. Joey and…
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Jack, man in black, sporting manicured talons, his smile an iced knife.
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The unfanged obscene had finally caught him in the night.
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After breakfast, he dresses and heads / for the blackjack tables.
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The contrast can be summed up in a sip.
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