412 4 2
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"Isn’t a world where we are made up of mostly empty space and magnetic fields and that time and space warps around us magical enough?"
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3750
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I tell myself to go back to my room, forget about the Bugs Bunny puzzle. I disobey myself
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131127
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Sex, though...yes, I had some of that
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35383
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Snow was melting in buckets and rivulets carried water over winter-beaten brick, concrete, and asphalt. Walking down the glistening sidewalk with his girl next to him, Alex felt as if he had emerged into a world flushed by some momentous change: a victory
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146263
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"Hattie? What are you doing?" Bosley asked, the quaver in his voice an indication of an impending erection.
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12573
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Because his mother is Catholic and he may be, too, subliminally.
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127096
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I held her hand through two divorces, I warned her that gorgeous Geoffrey was homosexual when she was oblivious, and I fed her children when she was off at rehab (four times before it 'took').
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34453
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A tremor ran through her and then a fizz, like circuits misfiring in her brain: Zssst. Pop. Crack. Things flashed in blue and red and yellow on the inside of her eyelids, but when she opened her eyes, Alex's bedroom was still dark
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125372
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My vagina invites you to a party
Whenever your time frees up
Or now,
Now would be better
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94198
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A fly flew around the dining room, teased by the stagnant scent of yesterday's pork roast and fried zucchini.
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1261711
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What’s left to do,
but ride shotgun on the passenger side
& remark upon
incidental points of interest
along the way?
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33433
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Mom was standing under the small archway between the kitchen and the living room, holding a mug of coffee in her hand. Since the chemo, her skin seemed to have evaporated, the blue and green of her veins were vivid through the cellophane of her skin.
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78800
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It’s good to get fucked in the rain.
It’s good to get fucked in the back seat of a power boat on a river in the hot summer air with the mosquitos sucking the life out of you.
It’s good to get fucked with your bare back rubbing up against the rough bar
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113621
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Her eyeballs are made of fur, like plush little bumblebees at home in her sockets.
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34343
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Min’s skin was still so hot, goose-bumpled and engorged with blood, and as sensitive to touch as the tip of her tongue
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