1530 23 15
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I blame it all on evil humors. Something's leaking.
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1409 12 8
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The blue Victorian at 1145 White Street shifts in its foundation, creaks, and settles in for the night. The girls are bundled into their beds. My wife, too, has gone to sleep. I’m alone in the kitchen, steeping chamomile tea, coughing phlegm into the wr
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1408 3 2
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This is what happened today.
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1134 11 7
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My wife and I are cat people. Indeed, that's how we met. We met at a wake.
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1434 24 16
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He would lean on his window sill in the evening and watch the whores. They wore gaudy clothes and too much makeup.
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1268 13 11
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When she opens the door, I say hi and introduce her to my friend, a bottle of J.T.S. Brown. She laughs and tells me to come on in before I fall down.
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1164 1 1
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He thought the scarab was bad luck. I knew too little about omens to argue.
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1041 2 1
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We all thought, Birds! We all thought, Nests inside the chimney!
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1207 17 9
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I turned on the television last night, and one of the networks had a segment about a girl with no nose.
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990 3 1
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ghosts of the previous owners who leave a trail of whispers
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897 6 4
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Harpo was there with his wife. Harpo’s girlfriend came up behind the couch where I was sitting, and I ran my hand up her leg underneath her dress.
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517 19 7
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Stalin and sex. These S&S were taboo.
We knew nothing about.
Paradox... no-one can answer ... (190 words)
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878 4 0
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Your clothes had been burned and your skin washed. They kept your boots at my firm insistence. I saw them write your name on the card. The card was black, and the ink was black. The writing was shallow and scratchy. The box they filed the card into was black and so…
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22 2 0
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My M.F.A. in very concrete poetry was earned in a nonresidential treatment center.
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1122 10 5
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“Now,” my friend said. “Tell us about earthquakes. Can we expect one anytime soon?”
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