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Soon, she will turn to liquid
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"My, aren't you queery looking? She says.
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We borrow a flag from a neighbor. It’s sitting on top of the TV in the den. We haven’t figured out where to display it yet.
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Tony Soprano said, “My pal Franco is a misunderstood hopeless romantic. If you don't capiche that, I'll have a conversation with your kneecaps.”
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But I didn't sleep well and my dreams were full of octopi
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I stared out the window, the fog creeped up the Avenues like a spectator.
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I was out of my element. I was on property that wasn't mine. In a woods with mansions tucked away among the trees.
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Dude -- I DON'T want to date your boat!
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where teenage mothers sat in the waiting room feeding babies from bottles filled with Coca-Cola and Group 13 was filled with the unluckiest women in the world.
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Jackson's a chocolate lab. I brought him home from the no-kill this morning. I've always wanted a dog, but I did it more for Wylie. We stand under the willow with the water running out the hose, Jackson, Wylie and I. Dandelions cover the…
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old men with crispy sunburnt ears
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My name is Tom Scarlatti and my kid brother, Billy, resents me. Of course, if you read magazines, you probably already know that. You probably don't think much of me, either. In fact, you probably think I'm a rotten no-good clod, since my brother Billy the famous…
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She walks through the house she’d bought. The filth and the stench of mould nearly make her retch. Dead fleas line the windowsills, the dressers, the floors.
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The city's hung in flashlights.
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I can’t take my eyes off a tall blonde with green eyes. I catch her eye.
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In the dread / of night, navigate by the sliver moon
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I tell my friend, the animal lover, not to get too near the panther's cage. "Why not?" she asks. "You'll see," I say.
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He drove down there in his truck the second time. Didn't want to get anywhere near that snooty car of hers.
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March 16, 2006 My mail, e-mail, and phone calls go from the ridiculous to the sublime. Apologies for the cliché, but I can't resist its perfect applicability: In my mailbox today yet another catalogue of boob jobs in bikinis and an invitation to explore…
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There's a mutual recognition...
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The love of hundreds of people, seemingly, rain down from the sky, but its not like when the cock hits the good spot inside you. And everybody who is reading this knows this is true. We all know what that feels like, that aha moment, that eiphany, like,
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cymbals guy — another way of saying hey turdshitface haul your skinnyass to the front of the bus.
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I was sitting on the therapist’s couch in someone else’s boxer shorts.
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He was on his way home from school on a dank winter afternoon when the attack came from nowhere, launched like a missile across the Gaza Strip. Suddenly he lay on his back with Jonathan Love pounding him in the face.
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I should have created a first-date questionnaire heartaches ago.
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pressing my hands into the voice in the bed,
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Poets are more like Jesus,/
suffering the cross
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