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Sluggish from the inertia ofwaking up in the middle of a dream,I put on some clothes, brushed my teethand drove to the flea marketfew towns over,it wa..
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my stomachis a washing machine,stuffed to capacity withthe dirtiest load of laundrythat never comes cleanno matter how many cyclesit endures in the ne..
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It is myown two handsthat are wrapped aroundmy throat, tightlike the coil of a snake.It has always beenmy own two hands.It always will bemy own two ha..
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Of all the seven deadly sinssloth is the mostwickedi speak from experiencei may look human, my fleshmay be humanbut my bones, down to themarrow are th..
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quietly, I was boiledalivelike a lobster,destined to end up afixture on the dinnertable, served with finewine from a fine yeara hungry man, dressedin ..
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we all have those moments of glory,throwing up in sinks whilesome stranger rubs our back,and tell us we'll be ok,his or her voicespinning like the wor..
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the sound of an air raid sirenthrew his arms around me in atight embrace and cried on my shoulder,he told me, through its pooling tears,that he wished..
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Today, I will come out of the closetabout this whole beinga writer thing.And I will begin to scatter the bonesof all the skeletons that weretrapped in..
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everytime i eatbacon,i get to remindmyselfthe only good pigis a dead one
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Even god.God is perhapsthe most insane beingthere isHe probably writes his namemiles high in his ownexcrement on the walls ofheavenall the while screa..
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