1394 17 13
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and the mass exceeds the buoyancy/
and gravity pulls you back,
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2352 21 11
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12. Paper Wings (Gillian Welch)
This one's really depressing. Maybe you shouldn't listen to it so much.
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1992 17 9
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I have been mother
to a hundred soldiers,
holding their hands
barely knowing
their names
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1267 0 12
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"I called him a fucking loser and left."
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1382 11 10
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i never much liked Elvis
never did then never do now
he was no Kris Kristofferson
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1301 17 13
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This year we have no need of spring!
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1285 19 13
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1572 16 14
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The woman carried a wooden log which was her husband into the house.
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1997 5 4
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It's July, which, if you work in a public library, means that the Summer Reading Club is in full swing. The SRC used to be just for kids, to motivate them to read when school wasn't in session. But in recent years many libraries have expanded the program to include…
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1227 16 14
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“Easter’s coming,” my wife says. “Should I dress as a bunny or a chicken?” she asks. She means for the costume party.
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1604 21 12
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She could live there forever, in that smokey memory...
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691 15 13
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Solitude is such an excellent alternative to suicide.
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1225 18 14
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The phone rings. The oven beeps./
The locomotive whistles and howls.
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1128 14 13
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Magdalena White Herrington praised the lucky stars who’d sent her the Klonakilty ghosts.
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1351 16 13
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Their nouns are few and stark./
Ours are numerous and dappled/
or subtly shaded and shadowed/
by circumstance and possibility.
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1442 17 13
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She lies on her stomach by the side of the pool staring into her towel. On her back, I can make out a pastel isthmus, surgery's pink art or charlatan's scab, I can't tell which. She is beautiful as rare roast beef is beautiful.
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1383 3 3
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Everyone was shocked when they heard Tinkerbelle was six days gone and had got so heavy she couldn't fly. Who could have done it, everyone asked, but Tinkerbelle wasn't telling. So no one knew. That isn't true. I knew, and in this Declaration I swear I will tell…
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988 20 12
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The eyes, luminous and large-
each an infinite bright blue ocean
Wind ruffles feathers
My ego and vanity also/
encourage me not to wear a mask.
An aberration/
that general circumstances/
will remedy, and soon.
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1087 16 12
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ARROGANT MAGNOLIA, the first to open all, poised ten feet above our fuss. …
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1766 14 10
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I can never tell if he’s drunk or using some sort of substance or if perhaps his brain just doesn’t fire at the pace that we have come to accept as normal.
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1952 15 12
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Flexeril and Hydrocodon... For my back
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847 18 13
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After her grief had subsided, the wife felt immediate relief. / Suddenly she was free to abandon or pursue loneliness
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2080 17 12
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The sea dies where a cello torques on sand, leaving me without its compass. An old clock sings.
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1641 20 13
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I sprinkle seaweed over the water and all twelve rise to feed. Two of them went down the hole but knew to come up. A toilet has mouths and caverns, not a bad place at all for fish.
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1417 19 12
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Start now. Make lists. Call long-lost friends. Say what needs saying. Raise hell.
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1860 16 12
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I still want to kill Allan, because he now is unseen
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1485 29 11
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They may have heard parts of it, the memoir in me. Then I took a trip—to New York, though they wouldn't have known where—and when I returned, I was entirely mum unless I had the phone with me.
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1963 16 11
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Walking in to work from an unfamiliar direction, I saw her, on a street I had never been down before. I was coming from his place, for the first time, after the first time. The first time, but not the first date. That's not me. I'm not one to... not one who... He worked…
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1375 18 13
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One must be drenched in words.
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1536 22 12
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So, how did they meet? After years and years of starvation and gruesomeness and lack of human contact because there were no humans left, only walking corpses, a woman gently lifted the sixty-pound dead man's penis with a cool washrag and wiped him clean. The dead…
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