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... becoming their mother was so much easier as nature took her course from my lust...
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Within months I become anorexic which in a small, black town unleashes a wildfire of whispers.
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On the drive home they are silent, like diffident strangers sharing a bus bench, though sometimes she rests her hand lightly on his leg, and when she does that his arm brushes against hers as he switches gears.
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Then get a dog, eat some ice cream, fly to Paris....
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i wake
urgent with
desire
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A mother - a writer -once said to me“Do what will endure.”Because she was of loveand of good humorand because she was of joyand caring for un-met friends.I tried. Now I writeand play with my child,who knows not of dirty dishesin the sinkunmade bedsbathtub…
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They left the breath of their souls
upon the lips of others
and jumped in with all abandon
They felt the winds on their skin
as the heart flew by them
on its way into the lost nature of time
This time they flee the country of the soul
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This is how we catch up. I write something down, and you read me quietly. In a year's time you will remind me, though I would have forgotten. I check to see if maybe you have put up a new song, every once in a while, but you don't sing as well as you used to.What has…
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*It is a purely fictitious story.Any resemblance to it is purely coincidental. “You never realize death until you realise love “ I could not understand this quote until I met her. Yes! There is death because love gives…
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where is the magic at?
the spit
the dirt
or the words?
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There is nothing I love so much as a fat person, or admire. The largeness of their soul demands abundant sufficiency of casing and, further, because they are so grand of psyche, so much more than those who are skinny (not I!), they need—require—that f
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“It’s time we moved our relationship back into an upright position,” I said.
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“He looks funny again,” the twins would say. “Cow looks funny, Mummy.”
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Darrell looked at me, then down at himself. He was still in his wet underwear. "What is this?" he said, looking up again. "Where in the hell was I?" He shook his head. "It was weird, Philip. Boy, that was one wild dream."
"That was no d
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The unicorn's soul rocked gently back and forth in the virtual hammock of a place outside of time, birth, or reality. Things were quite perfect there, with no responsibilities to molecules or other limitations. Once in a while the unicorn sipped from a virtual…
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