Roger was very good at planning and very bad at being alone, which is why he’d always selfishly hoped to marry someone at least five years younger than him.
He knew he’d have to wait a few
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Roger was very good at planning and very bad at being alone, which is why he’d always selfishly hoped to marry someone at least five years younger than him.
He knew he’d have to wait a few
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It was after 10:30 at night. I was surrounded by towers of nondescript apartment complexes over 20 stories high, though the middle courtyard was graced with beautiful trees hiding maze-like ... [+]
At the age of five I was fearless. As a child, identity seemed fluid, and it felt limitless. We could be bold, or we could be random. The ways of expressing ourselves felt boundless. And while there ... [+]
“Private Calcelmo.” Commander Martins bellows, his voice ringing sharply in my ears, cigar wobbling up and down like a fishing bobber.
I sigh tentatively in relief as Calsy moves to stand
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i’m peeling
potatoes to peel potatoes.
thumbing-out their eyes; i’m thumbing-out
eyes
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watch, cardinals are springing along the sidewalk; it’s 8:00 AM and the wet sidewalk is cluttered with red berries; cardinals like blood clots; there are particular cardinals, which spin thei ... [+]
One day of festering sun
Brought about a conversation
Between a holy deity
And something
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A dump like this shouldn't have an outdoor cafe, especially in this part of town. Not that it’s much- a few rusty black painted tables with matching chairs, all chained to the wall. This table has ... [+]
June 13th, 2012
I'm hungry. I want pancakes. I untangle myself from Max and get off the bed.
I open the door to Mom and Dad's room and climb up. They look asleep. I could wake them, but
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The Cursed-Pumpkin-Field Festival had always been her favorite part of the year.
This year, unfortunately, her father had remembered that she’d turned twenty a month prior.
As he announced
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I am in / the laboratory / with my hands / pulsing / under nitrile sky / I swipe / my tongue ove ... [+]
Dear me! Child do come in!
The storm is rampant I dare say!
Now, please do tell me what brings
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Stone never once spoke, my son. So why now
do you press down, waiting on words unheard
to
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The ape-prince was reclining on his throne one evening, surrounded by his treasures: silver drops of crystal moonlight, red robes woven from the silk of the sea-spider, periwinkle roses that bloom ... [+]