• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• Her name was Natalie
• I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• She always was devious in her beauty
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• When Desire Was a Virtue
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• All he left her was alone
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• I was sure it was her
• In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• Take Her in Your Arms
• Making her presence known
• her eyes
• I watched her from afar
• My girlfriend and her pillow
• Tiny snow noises and her footsteps
• Her legs shifting underneath the desk
• Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
• Slap Her... She's French
• Herr Lehmann
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• her reflection is safe
• Not her voice, but the way her voice changes,
• Small bits of glitter accidently left on her eyelashes
• Theological Virtues
• Dormitive virtue
• What I wrote when I was missing David
• How Candide Was Obliged to Leave the Fair Cunegund and the Old Woman
• Nobody cares if it was originally a nodeshell
• So I turned round and there was an inflatable man sat at the table
• There was this one great night at Alice's house,
• Death was a part of me then, too.
• no aru taka wa tsume o kakusu
• The Tale of a Youth who set out to learn what Fear was
• Same as it Ever Was
• Was It Heaven? Or Hell?
• I was burgled
• I was hit by a train that doesn't really exist
• Adam really was the first man
• She was so pleased to learn that she was right
• That was the moment
• Jesus was a liberal
• He wasn't programmed to be a tenor, he was programmed to be a physician!
• Do you remember how small your body was when you were five?
• She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
• It was a Dork and Starmly Night
• There never was a body that gave the undertaker a tip
• She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
• It was better before they came
• If my heart was a computer, that night reformatted my hard drive
• I was put on hold for time to gnaw me raw.
• If You Followed Her Gaze
• right under her surface
• A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
• You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
• Young Virgin Auto-Sodomized by Her Own Chastity
• Of how Signy sent the Children of her and Siggeir to Sigmund
• Just kiss her
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• Lady writing a Letter with Her Maid
• All that’s left of her is black print
• Her smile
• My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
• let her take me, feed on me, devour me
• The Five Virtues of the Fanti People
• The cactus that told me my mom was asleep
• I was once stranded on a dessert island
• No important data was harmed by the ILOVEYOU worm
• The first iron-on transfer I made myself was controversial
• Finding the origin of a Hotmail message
• I was very, very drunk
• Where Once Life Was
• Even the moon was wrong
• When I Was a Lad
• The boy who was picked last in gym class
• The day I found out I was a guy
• I was a father for a few days
• It was a reasonable chat, I let him have it alone
• I think I was watching the most beautiful thing I have ever seen
• Everything Was Beautiful and Nothing Hurt
• It was all whirlwind, heat, and flash
• This is the time. The time was now. And now is then. This was the time.
• I Was an Atheist in a Foxhole
• Now that was a scary ending
• The land of our fathers, stolen before we knew it was our own
• the Abayudaya sang, no one was hungry and herds of buffalo roamed the plains
• the little friendship that never was
• a dream was faintly clinging to my fingertips. accidentally i brushed my lips, poisoning myself.
• She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
• I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• Her, eating apples
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
• Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
• I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
• Today I saw her again
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• Tell Laura I love her
• Want (the state of not having her)
• If you could see her through my eyes
• Only her big toes were painted
• Cherish her viscosity
• Her hips made waves against his shore
• I miss her
• Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• Among the virtues of mirrors is also that of revealing hidden and distant things
• Where were you when Kennedy was shot?
• Calvin Coolidge was the 30th President
• The train station was fucking freezing and
• Jesus was a black man
• I once dreamt that I was a c++ program
• It was the least I could do
• Most adults forget what it was like to be a child once they hit a certain age
• I was in a blindfold taste test once...
• I turned Quizro into a Quiet Riot CD, and all I got was this jar of lemon-flavoured pickles.
• Where's the kaboom?
• I was my mom for a while
• The world was black and white
• Odysseus was not lying
• It was a Mary Tyler Moore moment
• You kissed me. It was sweet and timid.
• There was a man and a woman
• How was the play, Missus Lincoln?
• Everything was screaming: the sea, the sky, my heart.
• The room was hot
• I was a helpless agent of causality
• The Epidemic That Never Was
• she was just the dry smell of gasoline
• What was left was tiny
• Why I politely asked the contemporary lit major I was dating to stop writing me love letters
• Her braid; I obeyed
• Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
• Making her presence known (part 2)
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• The Soul selects her own Society
• her kitty cat (user)
• If only I could get into her head
• Her fluidity under a thin sheet
• Herr Kartoffelkopf hat das Tal seltsam gerettet
• Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
• Her echo
• These pictures are her past. These pictures are my future.
• green blood excites her Japanese sweaters
• wake up and find her still there
• her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
• But would you eat the peanuts from her shit?
• The earth's tears make her smiles bloom
• questionable virtue
• Christianity and civic virtue
• Marilyn Monroe was a size 16
• There was a rose that faded young
• Last time I was in Chicago I broke my ass
• Seriously, though, who the hell did I think I was going to become?
• deru kugi wa utareru
• No one was ever fired for buying IBM
• If I was a woman I'd be a feminist too
• Was it Heaven? Or Hell?: Chapter III
• My Johnny Was a Shoemaker
• When I was five
• How Eulenspiegel, along with the other boys, was made to eat too much bread
• and there was this girl
• I tried to arrange my life in paragraphs, unaware that I was a haiku
• I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
• The smiles you smiled when you thought no one was looking
• This was not my going away party
• I had to call my father this evening and tell him I was dying.
• I Thought My Father Was God
• No one learned anything, because there was nothing to learn.

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