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"What's it like?"
Like everything else. We all do it, so how bad could it be?
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Wanna,wanna, whoop de loop. Hold my baby, kiss my mom, dance the way I used to do. Desktops, blacktops, cut and paste, speed down hills, learn the rules, Sister Saint Marion, married to Christ. Sixteen, life-green, pink tights, Swan Lake, an…
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She wouldn't have been the first.
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Leaves dance their way down,unfazed by this September heat. Bus stop routines set already-summer ended years ago.A chipmunk scampers undera parked truck while once againthe young man does his morning…
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The other day I’m in the backyard with one of my kids, doing what he’s calling a training exercise, which is basically the two of us with flashlights, shinning the beams over the grass and up into the night to see what we can see.
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“Your mother has problems,” he told the kids.
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So they told him he better get ready to join the army because that’s where it was at, for him. After all, not everybody could split coconuts with their hands.
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got the space heater going in the desert
got a lot of space out there somewhere
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I need a different storage solution
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We're each other's inside out. (100 words)
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In the cool, damp morning, Jeremiah trembled, from the weight of the gun, from fear he would miss.
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it's time for the cold, antiseptic
cloth to briskly remove the evidence.
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Vera Wang I saw you on Oprah today girl. Oh no no no.
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I bought some charlatan art / and hung it on the wall
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it is said to make your manliness last forever
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This is what happens when a writer falls in love...
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Now comfy is as comfy does, but when sleeping strange, please accept a wide range of cradle, crib, cave.
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I'm in Joel's front yard when I dodge the third call from my divorce lawyer. I'm here for Joel; I can't seem to show up anywhere unless it's for someone else. We watch his son, Andy, push his bike up the hill. This is the…
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I realize that to say, "I do not believe in God" is footsteps away from "I do not rely on God" and "God left me."
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It’s nice, but, it’s weird not being in love, or maybe in love, sometimes in love.
(Or, not in love. Frankly, we might be not in love.)
Or, both of us might be. Or, only one of us might be.
(Good lord, I hope it’s never me.)
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“Now God,” Mr. Smashface calls me out by name.
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that guy/ MOSTLY understood / endings
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They were discussing reincarnation,
what animals they would come back as.
"I'd be a vole," Cranshaw said. Is a vole
even an animal? Connie asked.
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“Dear, baby, what do you fear?”
Or maybe it was, “Now here are the keys to the lock.”
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Plastic Jesus wears a crown of thorns. I gesture and say: Does that hurt? He says: What do you mean? so I point at his forehead and his hand goes to it and he says O that
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Listen to me, at the end of all things, and I will tell you her story.
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He steered to the roadside and answered her question before she could ask.
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The cataclysm of all those photons/
mad to be a part of you
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I knew my mother would die by the weekend
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