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And how was it? that God had seen fit to give such funny hands to the enemy. Heavy and strong, their pinch threatening, the boy recalled how the crab held them high. On hands and knees he took another careful peek under the tilted bucket to satisfy himsel
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Dear England,
Please send me a redheaded boy, fire-red, please. We have one girl aflame but the others are stone yellow or dark as the sea. The flames are so easy to spot from afar.
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You wake up. Slowly but surely. Okay, you're in the bookshop. Yes, apparently this is where you slept, on the floor, with absolutely no sense of irony, in the romantic fiction section...
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The day the thinking factory imploded everyone for miles knew there was a problem. The sound of the walls crumbling in upon themselves was heard for miles, or perhaps it wasn't.
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He hid in parks and abandoned apartment houses until his wounds healed. He ate nuts, berries, and seeds. A shy, gentle soul, he watched children playing on the monkey bars, and thought of his lost youth.
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I sat at the back of the room, leaning forward, and staring at the carpet as the boss man talked. He told us that thirty-four out of thirty-five alcoholics die drunk. I watched the spiders on the floor--big ones, next to my feet. I sat up and looked…
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The kitten shows up one morning. When my wife opens the door, he waltzes right in. "Hiya," he says. "Whatcha got to eat?" Then we spot another one. A bit on the shy side. Takes us a while to catch her and bring her into the…
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Not with words I think, rather, the following story was in a way breathed upon me. I do recall it being a hot summer night and feeling exhausted and under Caitlin's gaze. She was speaking to me, yes, but if I gave reply it had to be of the most perfunctor
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The salesman had a brand new car. It was a Dodge. Dark green and shiny. The boy saw him cruising main street, then parking in front of the pool hall. The boy stood outside on the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets, his cap pulled low over his…
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In his dream, he was choking on an ice cube. He didn’t know what would happen first — if it would melt or he would die.
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She told her husband that he would be the death of her, and he was. She had a stroke. I saw her in the hospital, and I told my wife later that I hoped they would pull the plug. I didn't recognize her. Her skin was the color of a weathered fence. She
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She Makes Her Mouth Small and Round I am in love with Betty, who works in National. I work in Retail, so I am not worthy, but I dream nevertheless. I sneak looks at her in the cafeteria where she sits with the other girls and makes her…
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You'd never guess that my wife was born in Las Vegas. She was a sentimental, dark-haired, brown-eyed beauty with a dainty manner. She had a coarse streak, but it seldom showed. Her sister had it, too--in spades. Her sister was a foul-mouthed…
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I talk to her, whispering endearments and flattery. I tell her how incredible it feels to be between her legs.
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