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He was no one but himself, a man with airs, never worked a day unless you called writing work. Someone said he’d flown a biplane during the war, drifted down to New Orleans where everyone was...
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In broad daylight we pass each other. You see a person no longer alive and are blind to the person who searches your face, your eyes for some reason to hope that the love you say you have for me is...
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We are selling the metal that kills so we can afford the spoons that feed our children; then killing them with the metal that we’ve just sold feeding them with the blood on the spoons from happy meals....
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Your honor, she started taking her prose off even before we dated, insinuating she’d like to pay a visit to Shakespeare in the Park. She had already investigated his loft at the Open Air Theater in...
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What’s so special about putting words on paper? You can write things down and forget about them later. What does it take to get that special combination, that specific group of words to make someone...
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