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"good luck, and be assured acceptance for representation or publication is based on different criteria at different agencies and we are sure you will yet find someone mentally deficient enough to give your book a shot."
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150122
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They watch her, scald her skin with hot eyes whose stares run up and down her body like lice.
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147467
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The dead girl was his niece’s daughter. Only thirteen years old.
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167099
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True story, I swear to God.
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75000
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Me undressing at the side of the road, broken like an unstrung Sappho, blood lust going full force. Sexual organs like living rooms, exposed before God and everyone. Lights came on across the reservoir, and I was down on all fours in the cinders and dust,
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143522
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I have become a prisoner of my own fractured mind/ A paranoid weirdo behind the horizontal bars of window shades
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19822217
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The world is full of dead dogs
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91710
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The soiled concrete sings to me a symphony. /
I try to place my ear on it but a millipede /
enters my brain and consumes it: /
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190354
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168112
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["GET UP, GET GET, GET DOWN ... 9-11'S A JOKE IN *your* TOWN!"]
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111500
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She hears me, acknowledges me. She knows I’m bound each day, unable to make my voice heard. “It’s regrettable,” she mumbles...
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235988
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Lucky bastard, he gets Glamour Puss and I get lady wrestler who's giving off the vibe she'll bludgeon me to death with her Bible if I make one false move.
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1554158
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The form I completed yesterday filled out several attachments, including one for passive business loss. I did not believe I had incurred business loss, just that I was freelancing part-time.
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25683621
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The young boy picks up a coin that has rolled to his feet. It is warm, too warm considering the cold air streaming around him.
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133811
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Suddenly she feels the urge to go, the TV lounge, with its flat Ikea furniture and black sofas where two young men glowering sprawl, is unknown territory. She can imagine those eyes, mouths, hands all over her. One of them looks up and there is an unspoke
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166021
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my maddening pyromaniac,/ you're burning up my heart/ so open up your broad-toothed mouth/ and let me pour the ashes in.
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153600
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Two women are escorted to the desert, where they are shackled to the ground. Who are they, what have the done, and will they survive?
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20402517
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The scent of fresh cut grass./
The idiot sense of accomplishment/
mowing the lawn can bring.
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1929138
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I’m aware I will never be a woman the night you leave me for another city
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1637128
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Larry works the concession stand / near the pier.
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232544
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"a.k.a. I-D-I-O-T" (The Hives).
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75521
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Our flesh was on fire like a flute with wind, or a little reed next to the dried river. I was like a voyeur whose heart was a sponge, brushing up against all that disturbed man. I was only and ever the flower of our notorious youth, aware of more than the
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161262
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George was the biggest coward alive. But he was too afraid to admit it. But that therein was his cowardice. He couldn't face the truth. He couldn't face his weakness. It made him uncomfortable, the thought that he might need to change.
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71124
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I am one of 14.8 million Americans affected by depression or about 6.7% of the American population 16 and older. My episodes are cyclical and my first episode was at age 16. I assumed it was because my mother was sent to Auschwitz at 16 …
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16151311
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He sat at the bar and waited for her. He looked at the noon drinkers with indifferent eyes.
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128842
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I had laid my hand down hard upon a long forgotten shard of an old coke bottle.
The cut is deep.
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17751913
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2144911
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The understanding we made was neatly wrapped up in its own blue tissue cocoon like a neatly rolled joint and dumped unceremoniously into the forgotten past like a plate of leftover digitized lies. The lid was slammed shut. Time passes too tightly. And you …
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166254
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Dear Conrad,
If you cannot control your dog’s barking I’ll rig up a loud speaker facing the general direction of your house, and every time your mutt starts howling at the moon, I’ll start playing “It’s a Small World (After All)” at top volume on the p
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125900
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1. It was never me operating Jack Ketch. I let someone else do it. Never saw his face. He smelt of burning oil.2. I stole from the kids' parents. While they watched the show, I sent my mates round to pick their pockets.3. I gave the arresting officers nightmares. It was…
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