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Haven’t you read the rulebook? He held out his plate in any case. When denied again, Ernesto went to the river’s edge. Thought to himself: I’ve never seen a rulebook. If I found one I’d eat it.
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Sick of waiting for her turn, a young mother with an infant in her arms ran over to the reception desk outside the emergency room.“My baby's burning up, she needs medicine, please!” She hollered at the receptionist, but her voice was no match for the insistent…
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So I got to thinking that maybe God makes mistakes sometimes, like Santa Claus made a mistake last Christmas.
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Alice took a moment to savor the feeling of the late afternoon October sun on her exposed skin. There was almost no wind at the moment and she felt lulled by the warmth and soft whispers of the sea. “Isn't this delicious?” …
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… Jimmy collects it again and takes it to Sunset and on and on like that, like how the days turn and the water cycles through the world, and all.
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"I have consulted the Internet," the man remarks, squatting low, sorting through a mountain of tablets. He snags two and stands slowly, confidently, and I realize suddenly that he is Moses. Two iPads, cradled surely in each wrist, glow with lists.
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This Christmas I challenge you to write something for someone in your family--not about that terrible thing that happened that one time but about that small, beautiful thing that embodies them in your mind. Publish it to fictionaut.com or your blog or yo
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We got a lotta people ruinin' the public transit experience. Talkin' loud on cell phones, clippin' fingernails, even flossing their teeth.
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The third and fourth arrests, the suspensions, and Kenny's eventual expulsion from school, were so predictable as to pass almost unnoticed.
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Sleep rubbed from eyes (him), boulders and maps stacked wide rows of trees (persimmons), a single fruit stained in dirtsurfers bobbing, a couple dozen of 'em waiting on winter swells.His grandfather's hoophouses twelve cities away, crow-studded …
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Guttering semiotics, The jeremiads of delirium; Drinking lukewarm tea over a late candle Like Hamlet in a power-cut; Affecting his own audience of himself, Hastening soliloquies through gritted sophisms, Withered and spun to intentional…
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i’m trying to remember
don’t all the best apples happen
in September?
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If you get crushed in New York City
that's your own problem.
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If you’re trying to carve wise sayings
for eternity to read
in a newly poured sidewalk
you don’t want to be
struggling for meaning
while the cement is wet.
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That is the point of mom jeans, right? To push your lower stomach fat into a plush ridge around your waist. To make it look like you have a Queen Ann collar under your breasts.
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Paris is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
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1A voice scratches her ear: Come here, petal.Later: …
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then/
pink Jiyūka petals/
dropping onto sheets rumpled/
with love-play
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I’m well aware of the shadow stalking just to my left, her mannish voice flirting with my sensibilities.
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The thing happened that I was running from. I ran into my room again. Even when I ran out of the house and straight into the woods, the path home was a hallway and the end of the path was a door. My door. Even when the narrow fellow…
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But this horse, he was magic... I buried him where he fell.
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Tight ropes and children singing Dark gradients and high school performers The music plays, motivating the hungry soldiers, but who am I to fight in this war? They spin and spin at tempos equivalent to my heartbeat …
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Jerry turned away from the window to face the box on wheels. Its camera would scan his face, looking for the answers.
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Because it's chilly out and too long until I get to hit the road again.
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Declare today an island in the midst of all the waters of living, or a pond in the midst of all the sandshores of life.
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Moon Boy sits atop the hill's crest and watches Moon Girl.
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["Hi, I'm Don Pardo. Welcome to tonight's event. Children may want to cover their eyes ... but adults will have THE TIME OF THEIR LIVES!"]
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He pours both of us another drink and I take a gulp, even though it seems to be half vodka. My body slows, the alcohol confusing my nervous system. I rest my head on his shoulder. He doesn’t reach out to me. I wonder if this makes me the aggressor, but, a
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Mrs. Cressmore stood on her toes to glimpse the scale reading, even though she could see just fine on flat feet. I tightened the paper gown around my waist and crossed my arms over my stomach. …
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