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He envisioned sinking his hands through his fat and pulling out the young, sinewy, long-haired Brendan Yin, the man Evelyn fell in love with. The blubbery shell would fall away to the floor, like a greasy banana peel, and the real Brendan Yin would be lo
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When they were seven, he’d taken them out to the desert and let them shoot a .38 at rusted cans. The explosions rocked them back on their heels.
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You have done this dance to death in disco goldfish platform heels with strands of candy around your neck.
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"For several days thinking they had found a dead man’s boot beside the highway..."
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My best friend and I are sitting on her daybed watching her sister dance with my boyfriend. Her sister's shaking her ass in front of his crotch and he's going along like he's got no choice, twisting his hips and flapping his arms like a horny pigeon.
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You know the basics. The book had to be written by Captain Kangaroo, what with his penis, vagina and dream planets conjunct in Leo with his cherry red chipper dapper coat to match.
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I like him. I really, really like him in a way that I don’t like guys, not anymore, not after all the dirty lies into get in my pants, the dirtier lies to get out of them later, the indignities and the humiliations and the disappointments.
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Here I am, my raging clitoris on parade.
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Women with bindis in the shape of Christmas trees appeared from behind a row of washers and began to twist, their flowing lehenga cholis fanning her hot face, Maang Tikas and Mama Chura bangles jingling. They fell into formation, each in front of her own
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Up to the loft we went, shedding clothes all the way. No one is home, but the place smells like the fresh cookies my mom had made before she left. It's dark and my lips hit his…
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I knew Caroline wasn’t about to dump me for a tow truck driver, but I could tell she was thinking about bigger possibilities.
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…Professor Wumbat begins.
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I got nothin' to help me out. No whiskey. No beer. No pet. Just a wife sittin' in the backyard like a tickin' time bomb.
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We lingered there in that room for a few moments, stuck in the awkward goo of rejection and regret. At some point, I’m not sure when, I left, found a bathroom down the hall and washed my ear.
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He picked up a pack of cigarettes and shook it. He flipped the lid to confirm there were none left.
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