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He would lean on his window sill in the evening and watch the whores. They wore gaudy clothes and too much makeup.
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Her addiction started with dry roasted nuts, and quickly jumped to peanuts. At her worst, she was consuming a large glass jar of peanuts daily. She loved while hating their salty taste and greasy feel, the repetition of tossing them into her mouth. …
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It felt like I was somewhere I wasn’t supposed to be, like I’d walked into a house that looked like mine, but belonged to someone else.
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Tell Bono I want my seventy bucks back.
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Watching water fall in the longest waterfall/
becomes immediately tedious
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One day my wife got so mad at me she raked her fingernails down my face.
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His face was cold and hard as marble. Rudy’s angular features shuddered and twitched in the darkness.
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“Why, you tell a story,” one young fellow said. The expression on his face said “How gauche, how passé!”
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I arranged all my books before you came, /
so that it appears I read some more than others.
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There were trees where I lived
and clean pavement
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I am long of tooth, too, and when I go, maybe a box with my ashes inside will join the boxes containing the cats’ remains.
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Our lips are barely touching It's a game And you want to play it, and I want to play it Because you like it, and because I like it Our lips can touch, just touch Our lips can touch, but they can't really touch Our lips can touch, just barely touch Our eyes must…
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Suddenly there was a crash of thunder, and they raised their eyes for the first time heavenwards. That was the beginning of what we call civilisation. - adapted from Prolegomena to Work in Progress — Stuart GilbertIt's the third year of the third millenium,…
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Where we live, at the edge of the foothills at the east edge of town, fire is always a worry during the summer, and this has been an exceptionally dry year.
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After my father moved in with his girlfriend, my mother sold the split-level and rented a two-bedroom in an apartment complex rife with divorced mothers and the under-employed.
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My heart beat someone up the stairwell.
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Why was the broom late for work?
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Your writing offended the editors greatly, and we would select certain word choices we disliked, but we truly hated every word, including mere articles, prepositions, and conjunctions.
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Millie was a good woman, Bobby said. A good Christian woman. Well, I said, you can’t hold that against her.
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Mama's good at finding things, but hardly ever what she's looking for.
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It's that quiet comfortable darkness. One should feel it often and necessarily.
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There is a tall and leafy tree in our backyard. Also a bride, a groom, and a chicken.
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She leaned up on an elbow, smirked and touched his leg. “Want to do it?”
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Do you suppose you could make your female protagonist a salamander rather than a human?
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At a good distance, he stood. Hair, gray, stringy, long as a horse’s mane. His beard, thick, unkempt. Like a caterpillar, a smile worked across his face. No, he said. It won’t be another Miami. Not another Miami.
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Her eyes grew wide, moist, catching the low light, holding onto it as if an imprisoned lover. "So you come home." I smiled. Was she playing a game?
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She turned and looked at me as if she had just discovered me. A weak smile looped around the edges of her mouth but she didn't mean it. It was as if her brain had relayed a signal to her mouth to smile but the mouth didn't really want to, not really.
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This is my house. You park in the back.
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This is a picture of flowers and hands.
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Say the word and I shall become
a photograph;
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