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I’m leaving for a walk and this guy’s following me. I don’t know how he got in my house, but I’m starting to tense. The sky’s an cold blue and the wind’s vibrant. I mean the sky’s a vibrant blue and the wind is cold. He’s still in my periphery.
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9 listeners
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Backyards, dog parks, white rocks makemefeellikewhere I grew up. Vagrant face, dangerousplaces—I’m not dead. But I feel somewhat mu ted now and I’mstillabitsadd ened and Death is still kind of sick e ning. But not on ly gross.
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9 listeners
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We arrived at a railing at the top of a precipice overlooking a river. There were orange and red leaves caught in the current, bonded together in groups. He bent down and picked up a small boulder. He looked me in the eyes and, with a smile, flung himself
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8 listeners
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4
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A woman who walked directly from MKE to Chicago without getting her feet wet.
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8 listeners
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5
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The girl with whom I once had a lesbian experience at camp.
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7 listeners
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6
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My favorite ones are the ones where you look melancholic.
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7 listeners
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Right after his hair was pushed up, it fell back on his face. “I really don’t think that burger is sitting well.”
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7 listeners
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We reclined and, as we were doing so, the bed creaked as it always does. You looked at me desperately and said, “You know…”
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7 listeners
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Even when it’s raining, some people can still find a way to go outside without an umbrella. Everyone else exploit things like the nylon in raincoats (which they can use as a shelter from rain), tumultuous weather, and nasty comments about the size and sha
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6 listeners
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Appealing to each of the five senses with an image and a designated piece of audio. All of the senses are channelled through one single sense—hearing. Senses are intertwined; one can experience a vacant or ghostly version of one sense, while experiencing
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6 listeners
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11
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Warm me up with blankets.
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5 listeners
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12
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I don't want to interact with people, but I actually want to interact with people.
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5 listeners
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13
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A set of jaws eats the rest of my rotting corpse and now I'm just thinking that I maybe should have just stayed in bed.
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5 listeners
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Fitting a square peg into a round hole.
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4 listeners
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I could live in the country if I wanted to and I could clap real loud when things go my way. I had an idea, but I lost it to high frequency and it was nothing.
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4 listeners
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“I’m getting a headache,” you said. I thought about some things for a while as we walked.
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4 listeners
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Jeremy also played the drums on this.
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4 listeners
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I'm already upset. That's like spilling a glass of water on me after I've been in a rainstorm and asking if the glass of water made me wet.
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4 listeners
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For some of my friends who moved away.
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4 listeners
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The music stopped and they're all talking. I think it might start playing again. It's playing again.
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4 listeners
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I'm kind of a planet... I'm Ceres.
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4 listeners
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The smell of marshmallows being burned.
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4 listeners
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Sometimes you're a bug, sometimes you're a windshield.
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4 listeners
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I wanna be your dog.
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4 listeners
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Lone trumpet solo reverberating over clean and thick jazz guitar.
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4 listeners
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So much to say for something that matters so little.
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4 listeners
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This was recorded in one take on October 23rd, 2011 in my old attic on a rainy day.
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4 listeners
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Jeremy played the drums on this song. Well, they're from a Baby Kid song (off Yabo Sircus).
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3 listeners
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I'm sorry I'm sorry and I'm sorry.
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3 listeners
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As if to pardon all the tumult around me, I stepped back into bed and fell asleep again. In the dream, everything was the exact same. I'd had this dream before!
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3 listeners
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That's "really fucking" something, but I can't think what it is.
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3 listeners
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I couldn’t feel my hands, my legs were tired of pushing through the snow, my head was feeling hot, and my stomach felt empty. I made it inside and I took off my coat and boots to lay down. Fireworks explode. Dogs bark. Snow falls. I close my eyes and slee
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3 listeners
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Set down the phone because I want to talk to you.
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3 listeners
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Blew cool, give me some appreciable weight.
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3 listeners
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Staying awake way too late (or never going to sleep at all), so that I feel the blissful haze and reticent hum of fatigue throughout the day.
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3 listeners
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Seeing stars and planets because I've been awake for a little bit too long.
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3 listeners
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Stinging eyes, heavy lids: I'm going to keep going.
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3 listeners
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Always willing to clear my head, but I never can.
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3 listeners
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At night; being aware of still textures, trying to stay vigilant, watching out for the police.
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3 listeners
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Everything twice became one. (Recorded in a bathtub during my last day home before college.)
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3 listeners
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It was then that Katsumi silently vowed to rid the town of the giant duck.
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2 listeners
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Three fish stale inside milk rides the tongue.
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2 listeners
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Everything is going to be OJ.
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2 listeners
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I was able to get out of bed today because of what we talked about, but goddammit, I feel so dejected.
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2 listeners
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Those before me have written extensively on the subject of loneliness and its affectations.
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2 listeners
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One of them left with my wallet.
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2 listeners
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In all nineteen years, I tried to do nothing wrong. I even went out of my way to do everything right. I feel I was complaisant and comforting and sincere… but be cause I’ve been hon est, I thought I’d let know that from the way that it looks right now, I’
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2 listeners
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Soft hands making poetry/soft hands creating a masterpiece.
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2 listeners
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“I don’t want to tell you,” replied the darkness. I sat still in my bed because I didn’t know what to fucking do in that situation.
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2 listeners
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I’m sad because you won’t be there for me in Hell.
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2 listeners
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