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Contender
The guy is Zoot suited and Chelsea booted. He is drinking a South African red of a bad year that had travelled via Oslo on waves as tall as the barman's tales. He stands on a floor that is bubblegum sticky in a cloud of Marlboro blue smoke and inhales deeply.
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- 1889 reads
Untitled
I've lit the match that extinguishes I've burned it all to the black and blown there's my ashes dirtying this moment that cannot be swept
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- 1601 reads
HENRY MILLER AT DENNY'S
O.K . So we are driving to Sacramento. The usual crew: Liz, Troy, Paula me and you. We stop at Denny's for something to eat. A shake, a bake and a bellyache. Troy tells me to look in the corner.
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Nineteen And The Mermaids
Found on the stormed beach by a walker out on his own after a Christmas lunch for one was a sand letter and three pairs of shoes which were in truth unbefitting for terrain such as this He read with interest
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Long Goodbye to Stephen Chambers
Warm beer, rosary beads, clutched for nothing but comfort. This knotted man is undone. Nightly. He two steps the boardwalk, as if dancing to Basie. Memories thrumming his head, a persistant moth.
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- 1798 reads