Findings:
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- she seems bored with me after all this time
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
- All the things she had at one point wanted to be
- There's a sign on the wall. But she wants to be sure. Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- she was waylaid by an octopus
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
- I know them by the trucks they drive, the names they call each other, the tattoos on hot, shirtless days, the music they blast after lunch, to get through the rest of the day.
- When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- She walked by his desk and left a nickel
- She came through the glass door, untouched by the storm that raged outside.
- She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
- After today, for two people, the world will never be the same
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- One problem with being born really soon after Christmas
- Besides the part where she was the only one
- Being tickled in the neck by a girl you know a little bit
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- One, Two, Three... Infinity
- The House on the Island Where She Was Born
- My grandma died yesterday. Did she die?
- She was very beautiful. Y'know?
- Five minutes after falling off the cliff, I realized how high it really was
- My first and last attempt at a one night stand was raided by the police
- Don't misunderstand this one, it was like palm against palm through a window
- Little Robin (sat upon a rail)
- She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
- Rejuvenation and Unveiled Hidden Phenix: Carlos Castaneda Shamanism Plus a After His Death
- The Lovecraftian compulsion to keep noding even as one is being devoured by EDB
- tag after one like a tantony pig
- Hours pass, but she still counts the minutes
- Your job is to find kitten. This task is complicated by the existence of various things which are not kitten.
- His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
- every secret thing was made by some one
- restarting a player after his character dies
- She really does want to clap along, but at the same time she doesn't want to let the bird get out.
- If she really wanted to fit in, she'd get a smaller dog.
- After Hours Trading
- She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
- Awkward as a silent breakfast after a one night stand
- Two condoms, she makes me wear
- She was so pleased to learn that she was right
- She was steady
- Rules by which a great empire may be reduced to a small one
- An hour later, I swing my leg over his and we dream of being young
- By the way, she has a penis; just so you know.
- He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- The lonely ones will find each other by the heat of their bodies
- My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
- Every Little Thing She Cooks with Bacon (idea) mp3 (recording)
- Every Little Thing She Cooks with Bacon (idea) mp3 (recording)
- Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
- why she feels the irrational need to capture little fragments of glass
- After this, everything got louder and no one could be heard
- For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
- She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
- She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- She Wanted to Leave
- When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
- When she was bad
- She only wants me for sex
- I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
- She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
- Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
- I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
- the lamplighter climbs one ladder after another
- The After Hours
- The Wild Colonials
- only by consuming pieces of one another can beings such as we exist
- Old chestnut: divisible by two through 10
- Upon the Translation of the Psalms by Sir Philip Sidney, and the Countess of Pembroke, his Sister
- She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits
- She wakes me up by tickling my feet
- One if by land, two if by sea
- watching headlights roll by, maybe you noticed one, swept by a little too slow
- For every rich man who tries to leave this world for a better one with his fancy tomb surrounded by mourners, there are many more who perish alone in the cold, forgotten by all but God.
- We light candles on the day she died
- When she died
- The Help moJoe find his Biological Mother Project
- Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
- Deadman begins his journey, through a kitchen floor one Saturday night
- She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
- but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
- One Hour Photo
- she left a little Java-shaped hole in my heart
- every little thing she does is magic
- She doesn't look like Mother anymore
- She said the dance is a prayer. A prayer to toss into the tide all the weight of oblivion and humiliation. This is not a dance for one, fool - where are you?
- She just sat there
- After Hours
- She Moved Through The Fair
- She Came In Through The Bathroom Window
- She was locked in time
- Who am I to critique that which she is?
- All That She Wants
- To a girl who thought she was moving away
- What the hell was she thinking?
- She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
- She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
- 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.
- piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
- Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
- All She Wanted
- He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
- She only wants me for tech support
- The flowers smiled, but she was gone
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
- She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
- She didn't want the truth; she wanted to make a good man squirm
- She wanted to go to Paris
- I was into them after they were hip
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
- ...After changes upon changes, We are more or less the same...
- On Running After One's Hat
- Covid after two years
- After E.E. Cummings, after his era passed away came
- You find yourself being chased not only by the bad guys, but also by what should be the good guys
- she being Brand
- She is afraid of not being shy
- The day we were married the leftover doves from his days of being a magician hummed little love songs in the attic
- In the movie of his life, the part of Keanu Reeves will be played by a block of wood, and the critics will pan it for being too expressive
- How to avoid being urinated upon by your baby boy
- What was left after the party
- I was taken by a honeymoon scam
- I just submit to one or two days of horror for going out and playing at being a normal functioning person
- It's hard to go back to reality after 10 hours of coding
- Upon Hearing Your Sighs After Reading Alice Walker Together
- Two paintballs sit upon the black pseudo-timber chest of drawers by my bed
- Food which was intended as such by nature
- After all, the Bible says Jesus' first miraculous sign was to make 180 gallons of wine for a party!
- The Man Felt an Iron Hand Grasp Him by the Hair, at the Nape. Not One Hand, a Hundred Hands Seized Him, Each by the Hair, and Tore Him Head to Foot, the Way You Tear Up a Sheet of Paper, Into Hundreds of Little Pieces
- Today, after love, I looked at my lover
- Your angel stayed long after everything else was gone
- The ability of planarian worms to run a maze more successfully after being fed the remains of a successful worm
- I want to be woken by you climbing through my window
- After a six-month diet of blues and greys I was back to white. I was an empty plate.
- Mother died today. Or maybe yesterday, I don’t know.
- Why I didn't want to find his love letters in my copy of East of Eden
- She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
- And then night was here, after a day of measured breathing, and I could forget about breathing because the waiting was done
- When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
- The most comfortable position to assume after one has been kicked in the junk
- His face when she fell
- some of the pain that she endures would bring a strong man to his knees
- she is his sounding board
- One hour there was sunlight
- unfortunately, his entire corpus was composed in English, and so has been lost to the ravages of time
- When I was little my mother told me not to sit close to the T.V., so when I was six I did.
- Little Robin (sat upon a tree)
- yesterday i walked for two and a half hours and was baptized in the spirit
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- Every Little Thing She Cooks with Bacon
- Isn't she a little young?
- Every Little Thing She Cooks with Bacon (idea) mp3 (recording)
- Letter From My Father After the Death of My Mother
- I am my mother's daughter, and she is my daughter
- My Very Energetic Mother Just Sat Upon Nine Pies
- My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
- He and she are one
- Which God was cooler, the one from the Old Testament or the one from the New Testament?
- The Jackal: Episode One: A Hero Has Risen, And She Demands Worker's Comp
- The one thing I wanted more than anything was for someone, just once, to tell me they don't know what they'd do without me
- The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne
- After searching for my mother's name for twenty years, I realized I also did not know my father's
- She sat back in the bleachers
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- Where the floodwaters went after the flood was over
- "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
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