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I had a lot of fun
What do I care what other people think?
I wish I’d thought of that!
… and I say, nature does whatever it likes
I really hadn’t had time to work out the ramifications
Her voice was honed and hard
You don’t have to put up with that
My mother had always strictly policed the way I spoke at home
No one ever talked about it
I don’t go out much
There were signs of improvement
You seem confident I’ll agree to all this
It should be lower case
A single organism is a bacterium
A more precise word can almost always be found
But already the moment was gone
You can find the way out from here
It was like being punished at school
But I’m a lot tougher than you are
He is no danger to anyone
Friends are friendly to each other, friends help each other out
Every unknown word sent her to a dictionary
She would have to decide which way she was headed before she ran past that door
Where’d the hell you come from?
Remember that when you get out in the world
Forgive me for running off like that
All poems cause side effects
Its walls had been painted often enough
Well, you learn something new every day
A lens is an instrument to help us see
How did it get so easy to be anonymous?
You’ll understand when you meet him some time
So I draw because I feel like it might be my only real chance
He said he’d thrown everything away
He doubted he would ever write anything of lasting value
That could get keep him in power a long time
We’re taking some time to enjoy our lives, right?
Is that what you wanted to tell me?
I don’t want you to feel strange about it
Because it does make sense – only I don’t know how
I was just thinking about getting me a tattoo like that
I was a bad girl trying to be good
His eyes are pounding, he feels a scream rising in his chest
I said out loud, as I was supposed to, what I was feeling
Everything is still for a while
Why are you out here? What did that door ever do to you?
You wore too much eyeliner, but you were so pretty!
See the world. Change it.
The prose can be brutally beautiful
It seemed like it would be cheating to use words
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