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The doctor sucks the fetus out of her with an Electrolux vacuum cleaner, and it’s the same one my ma uses to hoover the floors.
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Stitches were made
to resolve into skin
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[testing ... one, two, three ... testing ... is this thing on? ... ok, here goes:]
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T-Rex's arms are very short, so he uses his mouth to catch and throw the frisbee. The disc, an allopleuron shell, comes flying toward him and his powerful jaw muscles tense in anticipation. When he catches the turtle shell he wants to crush it between his teeth and knows…
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Led Zeppelin's best song
ringing in your head: the one
about being
down
by the seaside ...
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Twenty-six years after leaving, I wanted to forget.
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She was the clerk in the photography shop.
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1. Premonition “He had a premonition,” Agnes, the widow, said. “He said he was going to die.” “Ma,” Gregg said, “he always said he was going to die. He was the Fred Sanford of Central Ave.” “But this time it came…
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Life strikes another blow and away I go: back to the cave to sleep, read, write, dream, soothed by rocking chair therapy, spend hours on hours looking at photo memories, lighting incense and candles, crying, howling out the injustices smothering me. …
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Death.
That which lays all men equal in the eyes of the earth.
Their is one for each of us, a unique snowflake of demise tailor made for every organism that persists in this convoluted game of life.
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After I find the condom wrapper lodged in the vacuum head I sit on the carpet beside the bed for a long time. I watch the magpie in the backyard diving at the pool of water that has gathered on the uneven patio stones, it's sleek…
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At a candlelit table near the back of the restaurant, Jack and Lois greeted the waiter as he delivered their drinks, a diet coke for him, and for her, a vodka and cranberry. He apologized for the slow bar service and promised to return in a moment to take their…
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The life, the burning up that works up our loveliness, hot under the surface that is tempted to show forth its parts after being confined, enclosed, shut in. Beautiful honey-water sliding out of long bleak skies, after all the howling of our legendary you
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"So what about this week's selection?" I ask cheerfully. "What did everybody think?"
"I liked it!" says Liz. She always does--her tastes aren't very discriminating.
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I must apologize for only having wordswith me. They seem so little to offer you. All of them seem to have been around now for quite some time. Others before me have used them better I'm sure. This makes me sad because sadness is not what you deserve, because…
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Eva stepped out of the hut she and Javier shared and slogged through the mud toward the coop to fetch fresh eggs for Javier's breakfast. None existed. Javier became angry when he didn't get his eggs. Eva slowed her pace as she neared the door. She knew wh
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It's not a drive I make often, bubbling my way through those fermenting hot warrens with slow simmering eyes, or through the ripe, vanishing stands and bug-infested bill boards, upright, by a sliver, the few remaining insects clinging desperately to keep the…
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Lindsey and I are both talking loudly about things we would never talk about in real life, under the impression that this is all somehow instructional for Di. But I think it's really more about us. Di gives us an excuse to talk like two people unjustifiab
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He arrived in a vibrant green puffa jacket, orange jersey, purple t-shirt. Watched his parents leave, suddenly made out of cobwebs. Then he crashed on his bed, nerves spilling out of him, knocking him out.ART SCHOOL 1986She was a good painter. Too good. He smoked in…
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I had a temperature of 105 degrees. I lost all my hair.
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I’d made it to the motel parking lot when I heard the footsteps. A sombrero may make me look good, but it does shit for my hearing, so the bastards were able to scoop me up real quick. The first one gave me a hard slap on the top of the head with an opene
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Hey Handsome Rich Kid / Do you want to go boink boink in your Benz?
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Ellen Noel Fawcett was born in 1940. She wasn't a war baby; it was too early, and anyway her father had a bad back. He was a draftsman for US Steel. Her mother worked in the same place in accounting. Back then, the city was dark and filled with black air. Not…
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Oh, but we have lost-- such treasured souls, at immeasurable costs. Oh, but we do moan and cry-- such treasured souls, no tangible, useable reasons why. Oh, but we whose hearts do bleed-- such treasured souls, we…
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He is the kind of boy that is so handsome / you already expect there is something wrong with him
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Knows that it's not better off without you, waiting on high, …
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Well, no, idiot, you could think to yourself all you wanted to: turning down the Univ. of Chicago, all other things (like financial aid) in place, to go to B.C., would be like turning down Columbia, all other things considered, to go to B.U. ¶ You would
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If this isn’t Paradise, what is?/ Your own eyes wide with/ the imagination, the knowing,/ the not-knowing of it all.
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