I could attempt to break down the technique in order to further recall and detail the memory and anomaly, but becoming cognizant of the natural is the course for losing the nature of the act. My father taught me that. Just his voice.
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I took the book to the couch like a man. I held the couch and left the lights and the connotations on.
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I used to be the grandson of mailmen who liked quiche, but now I am the grandson of lumberjacks who prefer frittata. My mailman puts something where my grandma’s hand is and my lumberjack puts something where my grandma’s mouth is. They call my grandma the bus driver.
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I keep my driver’s license and my ten dollar bills in empty birth control cases and refuse to buy new glasses.
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A guy on a bike once said, “That guy is old as fuck,” and then yelled that I should hurry and marry the girl I was with before she found out I was old as fuck. We were already married and we are always the same age and the guy on the bike was older than both of us. My wife asked for a bike for her birthday. Or was that my daughter.
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I returned the clothes from the photo shoot and used the credit to purchase her bike. And she rode it under a fucking bus. Or my neighbor yelled and daughter wanted a bike and they call my grandma the scuba diver.
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I’ve destroyed what I’ve built.
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1 part almonds, 4 parts water, some honey or agave nectar—blend and/or crush. My daughter loves to look in the mirror when she cries. She cries into the mirror until she can’t even fake to fake it. Then she asks for M&Ms and/or S&M.
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It felt like my birthday, and someone bought me socks, but the socks didn’t fit, and it felt like my birthday.
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Maybe you’ll like them. Maybe there is something in the water, or the rain, or the rainwater. Or there is a man on the corner with a sign that reads, “Will provide free breast cancer examinations for money.”
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This is better and faster and less prone to notify the authorities. This is a bullet called a bus. This is prostate cancer until they say something nice to say.
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Father: What do you want to be when you grow up? Daughter: I want to ride a motorcycle. Father: Where? Daughter: To the dog store. Father: Do you want to do anything else? Daughter: Everything in the world. Jump on a heater. Lay on a shelf.
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If you hunger, look in the mirror.
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If you hunger, listen for unfamiliar words, force the new words into conversations for weeks, then look the words up in the dictionary, then never use those words again.
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