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It was not until my twelfth birthday that I realised the face I saw in the mirror was not mine.
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keep your fiberwigs in check
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242010
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So we pushed on. Beyond all reason. Avery still with the gun strapped over her shoulder, her close-cropped bangs, her small feet in army boots clodding through the open brown field we were now in. Above us, a wavering circle of vultures, following us, …
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“Each animal has its own strength.” She insisted. “And if the rooster were provoked. It would kill a snake.”
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The Numbers will never romp up the stairs from the laundry room to slip warm socks on your feet on a winter’s night.
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1767123
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The City Council supports this policy and, by necessity, ranks human slavery very low on the list of the city’s woes.
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He didn't think there would be girlish confidences, hopes, dreams but he is shocked, appalled, by the little boys aging at ten-speed, already wizened old men ready for cancer and heart attacks with toy trucks in their hands, skeletal women beloved by men
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1914156
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Elvis at a Starbucks. Some graphic words.
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192001
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“Do you ever read writingand wish that it was about you?That you caused the epic fucking swell of emotions?That you were the only one capable of the rescue? Do you ever read writingand feel it so intensely?Like every word is an angry and desperate misfiring…
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But the urge now is to unknow the urgency with which I forgot my self-description.
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You want to know what happened to him and your curiosity is a cat pawing at the edges of your impatience as you roam aggressively around your old haunts.
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They didn’t read Pitchfork or Stereogum or Gorilla vs. Bear or Hipster Runoff, only glanced at them, not enough blaise in reading, but skimming kept your credibility, thank god those sites now posted more and more videos. They didn’t subscribe to VICE
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A girl’s legs stirring the air up
behind his back
as he lies between her thighs
stirring the air repetitively
like a sea anemone
stirring the water to feed
the soul, the hunger
between the legs and arms
for new life, stirring up
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She was an easily lit, wide hipped, Stoli-drinking, schemer from Irkutsk that got her claws into an American riding the Iron Rooster from Khabarovsk to Moscow.
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When the writer expressed with subtle alacrity that he adored the painter, she was flattered and didn't raise objection. The writer-in his aloof manner, with experienced caution-pointedly wrote a poem directly for his muse. She never spoke of it, and hi
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You are Day I am Night Let us Meet In the Afternoon And…
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I will gobble them like tiny men, missions and things to prove.
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Stroman first saw the moons when he took Lisa’s blouse off. He did not call them moons when he first saw them; they were merely identical crescent-shaped crimson discolorations at the tops of each of her breasts.
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...a blunt thrust of a face, uncongenial in profile, and the ubiquitous green cap that says John Deere, with the yellow ideogram of a deer for graduates of our local schools.
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The bird sat down bringing its feathers closer to Alysia. She pressed her hands on the feathers and they felt like her pillows. Her ears rested on its breast and heard its heart beat.
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At night, instead of sleep, there were new and secret pleasures. Half-awake lessons in dexterity, in the limber material of human life.
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In his dream, he was choking on an ice cube. He didn’t know what would happen first — if it would melt or he would die.
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“He spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze, and now Jimmy Buffet is dead.” —Brian Williams, NBC Nightly News “Jimmy Buffet—beloved parrot-head singer-songwriter—has given up his search for that lost shaker of salt. He…
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"The Genius has since abandoned all hope of seeing full remission of the Great Descending Haze in his lifetime."
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"Do you have to call your brother a loser? He is not a loser and that was just uncalled for"
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a question that (never) left
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106630
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He's got a rager for Casablanca, the old Bogart and Bergman classic. I can't snap him out of it.
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"I was just coming home from work listening to Consumer Dave," said Murrietta resident Mick Baylor, through his attorney, "when my eyelids started getting droopy. And he was just talking about how Circuit City was going out of business and I was. . .well,
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Stretch marks part my heart,
stretch marks part my body.
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The first of the fires that started by the river in the abandoned mills were so hot they burned white and pale blue
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