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She hardly twitches. Her face regards the stars. If her body is an object, it is the isthmus before global warming.
They want to find the source of the glacier in her eyes that is always melting. Maybe they like a woman who cries.
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15541714
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When you move to the music of a woman
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55002417
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Gasps and shouts, a hand on my arm, sequined gowns and expensive colognes parting before me. And then, there, Raymond’s crumpled form on the hardwood floor of the foyer, like a sleeve torn from a jacket, the stitches frayed and useless.
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109400
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We trade broken phrases of English, Arabic...
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114108
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Here I am, my raging clitoris on parade.
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62500
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I, too, am guilty of the ancient, air-borne crimeThat for spring of woman usurping womanPerforating senses, she too winters over time. Ah! it behooves, how men like to believeThe more attractive this genome of woman is,The more dedicated will be her love. Disillusioned,…
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3200
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"Hell yeah," Yoko Ono agreed.
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1232513
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I would get drunk and ask you to drive me to Wal-Mart. I would ask you to buy me the newest US Weekly and the purple package of maxi pads because those are the biggest ones.
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1468128
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She was a beautiful woman. I don't argue with that. I welcome it.
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182783
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Was I a dreamer? Was I asking for too much?
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6686
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Teacher? I asked. Not I, said her dancing.
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101531
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When she buys a new dress on sale at Macy’s, with a low-cut neckline and a flattering belt that cinches at the waist, and she puts it on and saunters up to her husband, stretched out across the couch reading the newspaper, and asks, “How do I look?” with
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101100
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She's speaking again, this time in whispers. Her head is shrinking in on itself. If there is a way to save her I'm not aware of it.
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181139
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Oh! Oh! This girl this girl this very little girl was found and found and found again, tied to trees, tied to tracks, stuck in bubbly stew, shot with arrows, hacked to bits with ambitious ax.
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90167
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you know the truth
you spout the truth
you live the truth
lies are for amateurs
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