By: Michelle Wilson Your address is clear, still we can’t seem to ever reach you at home liquid hydrogen lives close liquid helium even...

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By: Aaron Barry dear handsome as the director of the national bank of sierra leone it has come to my attention that big busty asian...

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By: Darren Demaree maybe having children was a mistake i can’t stop shaking when i think they could be the last adults they could kiss...

By: Julie Nelson Walking my dog at lunchtime in rain, suddenly from between two houses, a row of mallards marched across a neighbor’s...

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By: Elder Gideon how mom’d rant at the evening news more menacing than Gorbachev’s mark of the beast or looming mushroom skull fire were...

By: Samantha Wright There was a storm in the night, and the limbs were heavy, and the branches fell down. and all the basement floors...

By: Zachery Noah Rahn My teeth are holy: they have cavities slit tongue and make a stutter me sing out groans my dentist asks if I still...

By: SE Waters my student asks if audre lorde & lorde are the same person love songs exhaust me, they do, they diminish my credit score,...

By: Gabriel Ess In night’s supreme stillness, when life sheds its skin Of passionate violence, of tumult and clamor and toil That rages...

By: Frederick Pollack At last I turned it around to face the window. Such wealth! Paired neighbor trees, all trunk – they were here...

By: Marek Kulig Read outside till I could no longer separate the words from the dark. Saved my place with my finger, grabbed my beer, and...