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--How's the wriiting business? How about that thing you' was workin' on..."Gawain's Green Nights?"
--Yeah, well, I'm kind of off the soft-core...
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There's a large tunnel that runs under my house. I can only estimate but it's not deep below the ground and that's what worries me.
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"Did you want that with the shrimp or the chicken?" the waitress asked. "Uh, shrimp is fine" the old man replied. "I'll be right back with some more bread" the waitress plasters a fake smile on as she walks away. 'What the hell am I doing. I've got a BS i
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Simmi's only been in New York three weeks, but the second night she was here Buck took her to a coffee place he knew, and now Simmi makes sure he takes her there every night...
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I didn't really know her. Yet, to me, she and her friends epitomized the local hip scene.
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Anneliese inserted one of her crystal drops in Hymen's left ear and kept her left earring in. For a quarter, she bought a handful of cashews and plopped them on a red napkin.
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I don't really know, though. I've been locked in a beer cave for the last ten years of my life. I was just let out by some frat boys who were looking for Natty Light.
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Through its branches we saw a couple. Teenagers, narrow and pale, two young birch trees, their roots twisted, submerged in the water.
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A large crowd of students began to gather around the base of the building that housed the administrative offices, where my hearing was being held. The meeting room was up on the second floor.
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I am coming to understand how many memories of my father involve him, driving
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I want to read a story that ends unhappily ever after: one where the bad guy wins and no one gets the girl.
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She could live there forever, in that smokey memory...
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Nora never dated Scandinavians.
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Just stay at home woman, and do your job /
wash those dishes, mama, its what I pays you for
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An ice block heart
rushed home to the beat of its melt.
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There was nothing on the lake but a / faint sailboat and a shadowy gull.
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I flip up my hoodie, pull the string tight across my lips until it cuts into them, pull tighter, saw back and forth until blood warms the hairs on my chin.
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they'd turned into humans overnight
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I would ask for your name/if your tongue wasn’t in my mouth.
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Boys of summer in Yonkers played stickball and baseball.
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Dandelions wither as I approach and the grass dies under my feet.
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Terry worked in a factory out in Northlake where she added a little squirt of milk and another little squirt of cream to those tiny half-and-half coffee creamers you find at every motel in the country. The owner of that factory hired only women to work
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He had a country house, she said, but it was near the city. She said the house was about as old as he was and she loved it— from the wood-framed windows to the heavy wood doors... to the garden on the side of the house
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I should have created a first-date questionnaire heartaches ago.
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Mr. Lowell knelt down and put his face in his hands, his knees quickly covered in blood. Sobs.
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She was just a small dog with a big heart.
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In distant climes ’cross landlocked plains,
where history digs still-shallow roots,
From masonry a statue looms
And in her arms gay pigeons roost.
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Listen to chickadees. Join / LinkedIn.
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The clacking ventilator reminds me of ice cubes rattling in your highball...
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The Fuddy-Duddy Writer does not do wit.
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