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But THIS is what happens when you collect genuine reviews. I began with a list of 50 of the greatest books of all time, according to the compiler of the list, and then went to a list of some of the worst best sellers in recent history, [scroll down] and t
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In the morning, I lay on my side and ran a finger down the girl’s back, lightly tracing her spine. I remarked on the whiteness of her skin.
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I bit her ear and /
it was burnt toast
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When I got out I didn't buy a new suit of clothes, step into a bar, or bargain for an hour with a whore.
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Nothing about it//
is attractive- its color, it’s design,/
it’s market value. I leave it be and watch
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the tall, thin ectomorph sat
on the verdant, green grass
as the unclothed naked woman
on the Sunday-picnic blanket
poured white cow’s milk
into a vodka shot glass
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“Hrrumph!” was almost audible as she turned/
to sniff behind the chifferobe for fresh/
green trophies.
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We left Louisville two weeks after daddy died...
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A brief colorful season/
and then the fall as winds/
break the hold the leaves have
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I call upon all cashiers in dungarees...
I call upon the baristas in rags...
I call upon those whose
sinister principles tax the weakness of their conscience...
I call upon all those deracinated by dreaming big...
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On the bus Jenna looked out the window at the bleak fuckscape.
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Names are forbidden here. So is apology.
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Copernicus spied/a new centrifugal spin:/Bosch saw what he meant.
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She lifts her head, nose heavenward. There’s a wet spot on my dress from our lovemaking, its aroma as heady as Claudine’s bouillabaisse. I hope she smells it.
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The couple sit at an outside table at McDonalds.
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So when they shake a finger, when they yell, she remembers Miss Whalen saying, “It’s not for keeps.”
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Regina Dawn "Gina" Edwards, 49, passed away June 2, 2006.
R.I.P. "Ridge Woman"
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He knows I talk to angels, what he would call angels. I don’t talk to him.
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When you need a vacation...from everything.
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Johnny Rocket is on the I-pad, sad, He says, “Game on, King me, the Queen” Always "it", he eats pork rinds like mad, “King him again” high on amphetamine.In his sleep, ants come up from the floor board to eat french fries, cola, their aorta…
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we’ll never win/
the ongoing battle with dirt.
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a mid-life crisis in 55 words
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The ambient sound wheezes on.
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My other brother, Mike, has been camping out with the Carter boys down the street. For breakfast, he had beans, straight out of a can, and they were the best thing he ever ate.
“These are the best,” he told them.
“The best beans?” Joe, t
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They should have shot me when I turned 80, a bullet right between my sunken eyes.
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