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When he tried to kiss her, she ran to the bathroom to throw up.
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Giselle was too beautiful. Her father had known that a sharp-edged knife needed to cut into her beauty to save her soul. He died years ago, his body long ago rotted to mulch. All he left Giselle was a younger sister and scars that ran like tear drops from Giselle's eyes…
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Golden yellows and oranges and reds that could have been scratching their toes now just tear the skin around her Achilles' heel.
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You already had me in all your other paintings. You already had me in every possible position. Underwater, in a car seat, on your back lawn at night with lightning coming from the west, bending over to sniff a rose, with my panties down around my knees.
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He imagined what it would be like to crawl into one of the widening cracks.
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Staring at her horribly disfigured face, I envied her.
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A man alone in his paid-for living room, with his hands folded behind his head.
A man running from a bar, a bald man seen from behind.
Someone who made a wide circle to avoid your laughter.
A man undressing at the side of the road saying: “How y
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Harrison Ford called me last night and said, Make a reservation for two and put it under the name, Jonesy.
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The mother was grooming companions.
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When I was alive with you inside me, I discovered briefly and finally how to fly. Up near your ceiling as I floated around the universe with widening eyes, like a butterfly, like a god, like a bird with golden hair at my neck, like a speckled moth infla
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We have arrived at a shaft of blindness. In the backyard where the birds split and sing, in a thousand directions, against the chalkboard of a dark sky. When the wind burns and embers fall, you reach for the nylon strings to stop my silence.
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Don’t get your heart set on being alone in eternity. It’s not likely to happen. I was your muse of precocious sex, yes, and there were many hidden mouths who used to quarrel over us. So you can bend over and kiss me on the soul now, I won’t tell.
Yo
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Falling asleep remembering lies that had been built around lies
Lies to impress people
Lies to make life more convenient
Lies, I didn’t even know why I told them.
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A famous author and an inspired writer meet at a coffee shop, both looking for inspiration. The patrons there don’t know if this meeting is by accident or design, but they are in awe of Fame.
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Forget the past, its heavy arms sunken at last into the waters of the underworld, crushed and oppressed. Its murders, its slaughter, its laws. Killed there, sacrificed, assassinated. All dust, every powder that is the father of history.
Knees that h
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