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We walk to the Narrows from the boutique, fortified by talk of men and fashion. The Narrows is a blues bar known for outbreaks of small violence. I am wearing the winter white swing coat I bought for the wedding and the gold and turquoise beads.
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I took a deep breath and turned the key. I pushed the door open just far enough to see. I backed out, closed the door and turned the key again. I walked to my car, knelt down and placed in front of the right front tire the little box with the holes in it that held the…
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I counted telephone poles and the seconds between them. The old highway cut straight through the sand and it seemed the road would never end. No curves. No hills. Just poles.
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and floated along withus like it was attachedwith a string. I thought thatmeant we had a boat incase of emergenciesbut she said it was sadto see it followingin our wake like a cork.I still think it looked everybit the stylish silver-capped swimmer doingthe…
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When thinking of the commotion surrounding Wall Street, the serious writer gets very upset.
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He reappeared in spring, some Sunday morning, perhaps Easter, when the twigs of the catalpa trees budded and lawns smelled of mud and breaking seeds.
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And God told Adam and Eve as they were expelled from Eden, "the sweat from your brow will now be the water for your garden."
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I know he's an accident waiting to happen.
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Hours later, we fell out of a helicopter like hunchbacked wingless birds.
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Mr. Dorn finishes the song and stands holding his penis, looking amazed, as if penises had just been invented and he'd been asked to try this one out for size.
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I don't want you like a tiger doing homework in the circus
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Before I published anything in a literary magazine, I was rejected by literary magazines, dozens of them, and these rejections gave birth to one of my more strange and long-lived art projects.
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You climb on a stool, drink off the first glass without coming up for air. Man, that tastes good!
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Because she is waiting, seated on my hotel bed, making comments about my sonic white toothbrush being a vibrator, telling me she's bi, gorgeous with her poly-amorous discussion and long brown curling hair, with her fawn-like face and delicate breasts, wit
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A tiny bear emerged from the cave of his mouth, grabbed the hair and pulled it on his lap to play with it.
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“Should I go over?” Ma asked, wishing she could freshen her lipstick while finger-combing her frosted hair.
“Sarah, fagodsake, let the man eat in peace. No one wants to have his picture made with food in their mouth,” said Pa.
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Every few days, on one of our walks, the dog and I go down to a shallow, quick river...
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Amish-like, between the sheets.
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While Kate practiced the piano in the tiny third-floor apartment, Wiley cooked dinner, jogging in place in front of the stove.
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I didn't tell her how deeply a terrible weakness for ginger haired people ran in our family, how fortunes had been lost only because of a red beard, a freckled shoulder of exquisite paleness, or a pink nipple.
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Joaquin Phoenix has inspired me to quit writing and purse my true lifelong passion.
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My date with Satan commenced at the Sanrio store by Union Square where we went to browse through two stories of miniature Japanese school supplies and grooming accessories.
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We had them in our bunk beds in the trailer, before Becky fell and broke her neck.
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"Oh, abracadabra," she muttered.
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Co-workers come in to pee or brush their teeth and the pump squeaks and from the stall, Ling says sorry…I'm sorry.
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Let me tell you a story, child, of how your father became your father...
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My first love was a woman of principle. Never deny your man was her motto.
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Thornapples will make you dream things that never were.
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In between, they love each other madly, fuck like the rare....
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That evening I sat and watched the sunset. The color of the water changed from blue to black. The sky turned from pink to star-spangled ebony. There was no moon.
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