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...something in her raw vulnerability and daring beauty drove these men wild...
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82743
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I'm looking for the perfect/passage, a safe, sound/jettison to now.
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83200
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He’d eaten every kind of pizza from the most sublime to the foulest.
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102710
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What if
Everything
I have been doing
Hasn’t been heard
By anyone?
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1065118
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nothing suffices as harbor / but a permit to claw at every yawing chasm
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90942
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A man walks up and faces
this new red brick wall
The bricks are all perfect
as you might expect in a dream
And the cement is tuck-pointed
without a dribble, anywhere
He looks at the wall
and puts his head through it
And when he pulls h
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87611
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Opportunity, says Webster, is a, "favorable juncture of circumstances." In my Oxford book of quotations, there are seven famous lines about opportunity. Seven – that’s it! There are twenty-seven regarding failure. Seems it's been easier for the great
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1090109
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Four Quartets is a slender book which/
can be read with intensity in its entirety
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91522
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A fat kid running;
the sounds of an ice-cream truck
—counterproductive.
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106232
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Eighteen-year-old Svetlana Kabalevsky was now the widow of the poet Dmetri Kabalevsky, soon to be another widow-whore on the Moscow highway.
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11581711
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When he got out of sick bay, they moved him into a room with three other alkies. A kid, a tree trimmer, and a Catholic priest.
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118765
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The bar sounds grew (as bar sounds will) until everything rushed together -- clinking glass, tinkling ice, laughter and zippers going down then up.
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92411
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In this 7-Eleven at 2AM I can write the saddest lines. /
Among these malcontents and degenerates I am Ovid
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107554
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I’ll sit up
all night,
I don’t mind.
I don’t have to
Go to work,
Or
Wake up early.
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85022
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By the basement washtubs, I watched him skin a squirrel:
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85285
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We broke our hearts rather than sit in your reversible seats with the plain brown paper packages tied on our laps, we did so together. You don't want to hear about that. It gets too close to the actual murder of love. I…
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124798
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I think I remember now why people write poetry.
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83340
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People speak of wordsmiths, as if they hammer text into shape; smelting down clunky prose, recasting from white-hot ink.
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80420
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Jazzy midnights
twisted like DNA
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14261314
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You can't put recycling with regular trash and regular trash with recycling.
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14121313
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We honor fierce, quick, cunning/
thought-in-action types
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133245
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But the world is smaller when I see it /
from the crook of your neck.
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122555
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I don't see why you didn’t get a dozen while you were at it.
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147984
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“I wanted coffee, not art. That’s why I came here, and the coffee here isn’t even that good. We should have gone to the place across town, their lattes are the best.”
“How do you determine the best coffee? Do you think they have judges that go from sto
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Two nights before his heart burst its strings near sundown Shabbat, we met at my house to wait for paint to dry. We could make an evening of that.
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87111
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The name he was using this time was Paul Sterling.
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47911
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The first vulture became very aggressive
and began eating carry-on luggage
The second vulture has landed and it’s wearing Patagonia
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124732
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A married woman requests a butterfly tattoo that won't please her husband from an old tattoo artist.
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53234
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What we did was walk in on an amazing starfish convention, everyone lazing about, softly frozen against the timeless drooling currents like strange looking wind socks washing up and down with the sun. I am empty, hear me roar in blubbery bluster and…
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83587
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In its own defense
against what is too concrete
the mind allows a magical thought--
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