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She has dwindled for the better part of a year, staved off her period, breasts and hips like a warrior. Chestnut strands that danced along candy apple cheeks now surrender to metal pins, her bun severe as an old maid's. Her prominent ears…
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The commander removes his goggles (his eyes twitch and burn) but the dunes, enemy tank tracks, and full moon still glow a phosphorous green.
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My brother was the catcher, and we were having sex. I was waiting to be scared. In our act, he would swing upside down from the bar, hanging by his knees, his arms extended, and I would fly into his chalky grip.
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Sometimes when I fall I see a ...
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A young woman in shorts and sunglasses, putting her sunglasses on the top of her head in order to study a little girl sitting on her father’s lap on the bus.
“I want to get me one of those,” she’s says, smiling. Dark eyes, her dark hair wet and hanging,
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I forgot how masterful you are, way better than a pickpocket. After our meeting, I drove home with one hand. It felt funny but I figured I'd absentmindedly put the other in my purse or tossed it into the backseat with my jacket. In my…
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A young woman in shorts removes her sunglasses, putting them on top of her head in order to study a little girl sitting on her father’s lap on the bus.
“I want to get me one of those,” she’s says, smiling. Dark eyes, her dark hair wet and hangin
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A bum leaves his shopping cart in the middle of the intersection at 7th Ave and Perry St and walks away, leaving everything behind. The shopping cart getting hit by an onslaught of yellow taxis whizzing by. The contents flying out into the humid afternoon
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I am sitting on our porch in the middle of the night. I can't sleep. The stars look like runway lights. Out of boredom, I reach out my hand to connect the distant dots. The tip of my finger hits…
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“The dogs were having a pool party,” he said. “We went in and fished them out.”
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The number four didn’t need to feel anything but boxy, solid and even.
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In Timmy's bathtub awaited a monster. "Now what's a damn monster want with soap and water anyway?" his father said, cracking open a beer. Timmy's mother smiled sheepishly. She was a thinning, prematurely gray, woman who took the boy by the hand…
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The women of this world are often drawn, painted, and sung about. What is it about them that we cannot resist looking at that flesh? The ripe flower of it, the full-throated, bird-like fluttering caused inside the heart when the draperies fall away? When
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Mother hated a crucifix. Graven, she said. Evidence that Catholics weren't saved, just stuck in ceremony. Jesus had risen and anyone who had to pray in Latin, count beads or confess to robed men who took orders from a monarch didn't know…
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