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Dgits are swarming today, dressing fancy, discussing Rachel Maddow, data storage, sex with integers. I am neither a 1 nor a 0. They shun me.
4:59 PM Aug 10th
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Old Ms Godrey specified her tombstone to read: "Proudly sacrificed her IQ at any mention of The Web." Remains digitized, online viewing TBA
4:56 PM Aug 10th
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Bat crazy, you Texans! Jed screamed at the empty room. A goddamn Texan will NEVER walk my dog, date my daughter, drink my blood, not EVER.
5:53 PM Jun 16th
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Sweetheart d'you recall the date the parrot died? Or the engine fell out? Or Mom got Tourette's. Somewhere I've lost the meaning of numbers.
5:52 PM Jun 16th
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Dad was a machinist–black grease always on his hands. Mom told me that's what turned her on, being touched by those hands, and nothing else.
8:44 AM May 6th
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Dreamt I was Gregor Samsa, waking in horror–no appetite, no will– alarming to say the least. Squandered an hour cleaning my useless wings
9:47 PM May 5th
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Great ideas were infectious worms to Andres. They breeched his skull, spiraled into his brain, gnawing twisting nudging him toward doom.
9:39 PM May 5th
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She said: teach me the world & I will love you. In my dark hours, teach me just the final pieces–-oh my days, my days–-and I will love you.
10:40 AM Mar 15th
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Spreading the cards, she saw him coming, saw it all coming--desire, ecstasy, anguish, death, darkness. She folded. "I'm out. Forever."
5:16 PM Mar 11th
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Hearing them again, footsteps, distinctly human. YOU! This time fury not panic, propels me up the staircase. In room after room, nothing.
4:58 PM Mar 11th
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Joey forced her to watch a beheading on the Internet before they made love. Something's...off between us, she thought. We're not clicking.
4:57 PM Mar 11th
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Power dreaming! He could infiltrate others' lives, future lives, parallel lives of his own. Then one day he forgot which life was his.
4:55 PM Mar 11th
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Her cat sought warmth, napping on the dishwasher, under lamps, against her thigh. One night she caught him turning up the thermostat.
4:52 PM Mar 11th
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A summer dalliance. Tolstoy hopeless, desiring both Mme Klein and her chambermaid. FREEZE HISTORY--and look! still there. Burning.
5:52 AM Feb 4th
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Hark how the bells sweet silver bells, life cometh on, dead by the dawn (dead by the dawn, dead by the dawn). Dim dim dim dim...donnnngggg.
5:51 AM Feb 4th
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Staring into the gravity hole above his sink, Tris knew why most white-collar criminals are well born. He clicked SEND. "Fool." It was done.
9:06 AM Dec 17th, 2008
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This place and these people may actually have existed and they aren't creepy, hon. They're uplifting. They're FUN. ECHO FX. His last words.
8:48 AM Dec 17th, 2008
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Jesus loves me world so aches with newness. Devil take me, whose impertinent void is that? Whose windy portal out there yawning on my porch?
7:04 AM Dec 5th, 2008
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When my tastebuds went, I relied on other messages. Ways hands can touch. Iconograpic subtleties of the face. Cries from bygone planets.
5:41 PM Nov 30th, 2008
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Flesh. The Devil. Burning caribbean blue of reminiscence. She dreams: a bottle bobs adrift. Inside, her future, scrawled unintelligible.
5:40 PM Nov 30th, 2008
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- Name Bill Henderson
- Location The Southern Part of Heaven
- Web http://truevoice-...
- Bio Novelist, teacher, coach, blogger, one-time poet,
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