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Come closer. I would offer you the future. Your hand on the soldier’s arm. Your word pregnant with power.
“Stop.”
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“I miss you,” I say. I don’t mean to; the words just tumble off my tongue, like pearls slipping off a broken necklace then spilling across the floor, a few caroming underneath the furniture.
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I read the last line and close the book with a smack. “That ends that section,” I tell him. “Coming up is the chapter titled ‘The Ancient History of the Sewers of Paris.'
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Normally, after her shift, Linda would make herself a latte, untie her apron, and study at one of the tables. That evening, however, KEXP kept playing songs with grating guitar riffs, and loud laughers were everywhere. She chugged her coffee, burning her tongue. Then, she…
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silence is the safest place to be when silence is what silence truly is
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Where seldom is heard
an encouraging word
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"To feed the wrong fire, is to burn the house in the wrong forest."
-Shan Shaikh
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toe and hand-/
holds against/
the shear cliff
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I’ve been silent for a long time. All my life, actually. And it never occurred to me whether or not that was a bad thing.
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Light interrogates the dark.
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Essences of bull and bison,//
stag and horse, illuminate/
the stony underground.
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Just another two years and he could leave, like Walt had. The steam rose from his mug in a slow brooding way. His mother smiled from across the narrow kitchen table. The tablecloth had a pea-sized brown stain in one corner. A few years ago, Jeremy had cut
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It wasn't meant to happen like this— the shutter, the feeling of breathlessness when he touched her shoulder, even after he had pointed out all of the things she had done incorrectly throughout the day. They had been married for five years in February, and as…
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It was always your body that told so much --
lips working some secret out
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