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After nine months, I was granted early parole...
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The pit of my stomach was bottoming out, this lurching sort-of feeling one experiences when one has coasted WELL OVER an abyss and has no way of finding one's bearings . . .
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We were in the car more than anywhere else.
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It all started when he bought my leopard nightie.
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Often we sit in silence and age. We are observers of dust, fashioning ourselves into antiques.
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In my dream I am the showy leaf, and you are the stem, and you are the strength. I am the leaf turning colors, my face flushed, the fine hair at my neck, and there is the deep carnal twisting around your stem that sends me floating to the ceiling over a
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"Maybe tomorrow then..." she said thoughtfully, softly, while fiddling with the clasp of her tiny plastic purse. But, her parents were already waiting by the car wondering why she had to be so slow.
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The Flying Man lives in a wooden cage built on top of a mobile siege tower, and is rolled from battle to battle.
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The man with the long thin scar on his face suddenly broke free from the chain of hands he had with the others, hunched low and darted across the rough gray cobblestones to the other side of the street.
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Whatever you do, do not take that twenty-minute drive out to Hawaii Kai. You know how it will end up. You knew it was wrong when you met him two months ago at the movie theaters. The first clue was his wife, leaning her pretty little head on his …
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The native villagers, along the base of the incomparable and icy Molehill Mountain Range, were found by our team, to be a curious sort--apparently their only English spoken phrase being "It's not my problem." The Sherpa's among them, on the other hand, were vowed to…
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I hope you’re happy, she said. Fucker!
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I think we were supposed to run away with each other long before this. There was that night on the motorcycle, the loud buzzing engine that cracked through the air heavy with rain threat, as we took the backroads and their curves too fast in a rush to get
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He works up the nerve to peek around the tree. Tom looks in the direction he’d heard the footsteps. At first nothing seems out of place, then a small piece of forest moves. Not like a tree swaying, but like someone has cut out a section of forest and gave
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You enter through swiftly opening doors: headache-blue neon above, pool of glistening chemicals below. You follow antiseptic tracks to the tune of “Raindrops Keep Fallin' on My Head”, traversing a no man's land of frozen foods. See the…
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