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A Junkie lives alone in a Warehouse...
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The Holes in me sleeveIt's poetry no matter which way you look at itMilk and Sprite and worn-out tendonsI haven't slept in hoursIt's worse than I thin..
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Jess
hastily trotted down 3rd, toward Main. Wearing thick denim jeans,
high-tops, a long-sleeve tee, winter coat, and wool knit cap, she was..
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GUNN. (Gunn Park Regional High School)
Each section is
narrated by the person whose name immediately precedes it.
Part : Mark L..
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The
majority of his f***s were on prostitutes.
Most men would say that they had sex
with a woman. Jake, instead, would
say that he had ..
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“Oh
f**k, I’m outta weed…”
Jon
stared at his ceiling. He had smoked early in the morning when his parents went
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The weather's
been getting cold lately; unseasonably cold, even. Its kind of at that apex of
not-quite-autumn, not-quite-winter. I usually p..
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The best things
in life are free.
The thought rang through Jeff's
head on a constant basis. Even while he wasn't doing his work- it was ..
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So here it is. I
sat in the alley adjacent to my house and lit a cigarette. Had about a half a
pack left, but another full one at home. So i..
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David
and some friends had stayed out past the dorm curfew, and once you did that,
there was no going back. If you weren’t inside by M..
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