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I feel the tears behind the curtains of my eyes,waiting in the wings for their grand entrance,
waiting for their cue,
waiting for the actors o..
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So I'm on Bumble. A pic of an attractive middle aged Asian loads. She's in a customized wheelchair. I swiped right. Please, God, don't judge. I just d..
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The tender old manSo frail in the midnight moonWaits for a new day
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It's Christmas Eve. It's raining. None of the presents are wrapped. We'rewatching "Rudolph the Red-Nose Reindeer." Brittany cries when all of theother..
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It is amazing how there are no Confederate statues of women.
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She’d be sitting alone,smoking a cigarette ordrinking a glass of red wine ina sparsely-populated barsomewhere uptown,staring into the strained a..
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She came at me with those baby blue infant eyes and said, how are you feeling, baby?And I just shrugged and mumbled something, and she said what'd you..
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You left the party early.Again.Kept whispering in my ear,“I have this social anxiety disorder.I’m very uncomfortable. I’m sorry, I c..
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He thought back. To an earlier time. But the memory was fragmented. In pieces. Colliding with other memories. Just out of reach. Accessible to him onl..
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Picasso was talking to a group of elementary school kids.He approached the blackboard and scribbled something on it.None of the children could figure ..
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