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Castro haters, big time. They had all the right perspectives. And a lot of petty cash. A lot.
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She can still be normal, says Momma, knowing my sister can’t hear, forgetting I can.
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Rains came again and wore away at their flesh, revealing bone as white and sharp as sharks’ teeth.
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All I see is that other you, two abortions later, naked and screaming and bleeding and murdering my flatscreen with a curling iron.
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Damien, my boyfriend, talks me back to sleep when I wake up in the middle of the night, he doesn't judge me for being afraid of the dark, or being lost at sea, he simply listens to me breathlessly explaining why I'm awake— again— at 3:32 in the…
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Nothing is accomplished without the confidence of practice, the little joy of a pleasing thing that nourishes even before it is eaten.
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The morning of her suicide, Nonny Rice received a letter.
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“Tell me a story,” he said, toying with his top hat, running his fingers along its brim.
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For the past 6 months our love for each other had been akin to a chess game. We avoided each other’s traps, fortified our defenses, set up gambits of our own, exchanged pieces of our lives, and now it was endgame. Checkmate. Time to move on.
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His colleagues were quickly able to confirm the astonishing finding. Yet it would not be the only groundbreaking discovery that morning. Upon further exploration of the crevices of the worn-down and grody couch, researchers stumbled upon a wealth of extra
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On that balcony, on every other day, she practised her other, more worldly religion - gardening, specifically sunflowers.
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Too soon we lost the will to get up and hunt for more driftwood.
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It was in the early sixties when my mother discovered she was my father’s second wife. Four years before, they were married quickly, by a justice of the peace, because his transfer to the States had come through. He’d charmed her with his dark chocolate e
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She thought maybe an angel had called out her name. She wasn't sure. She was waiting for her older sister to return with Jujy Fruits and bonbons. The theater, neither light nor dark, was to Cassie's ten-year-old mind, an appropriate-enough setting for a v
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My name is Mandy and I'll be your narrator today. I'd like to welcome you aboard. You will be reading at the approximate speed of one hundred words per minute. Total estimated reading time will be about fifteen minutes. At this time, I'd like to point out several of the…
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