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I
hadn’t
seen Hugh in six months.
Much
hadn’t changed for me: Same girlfriend unhappy, same debts unpaid,
same dreams unrealiz..
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Like a structure in the night she sleeps in steady motion, keen with awareness and bellowing breaths that heave the clouds off of her chest and clear..
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Breathing in the room where She expired, speaking to the tubes where her voice echoes thrice, the cars seem to never sleep outside, it's dark enough t..
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“Please, continue Mr. Cooney.” said the judge. Henry Cooney sighed, and gathered his thoughts together. He continued his speech. “..
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She was being argumentative. The entire drive she complained about how I brought the wrong granola bars, and even after I insisted that she should ju..
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I guess I have always wanted to be a poet. I first realized, as a child, that my skin was held together by a material finer than silk, but just as fr..
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She sat in front of me in English, and the back of her head became my personal, yet intimate display of desire. Her hair sprouted out of the golden f..
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