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I want to be violated by insight.

Aimee Bender

He was also removing all traces of any tiny leftover parts, and suddenly a ritual which I’d always found incestuous and gross seemed to me more like a desperate act on Joseph’s part to get out, to leave, to extract every little last remnant and bring it into open air.
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Carefully Concentrate Desperate Detail Intimate Leave Open Part Remnant Ritual Time
The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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Good Mysterious Tent Thinking Writing
You can ruin anything if you focus at it.
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Anything Focus Ruin
I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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Admire Fold Like Space Stride Two
It seems the best work I do is when I am really allowing the unconscious to rule the page and then later I can go back and hack around and make sense of things.
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Allow Back Best Later Page Seem Unconscious Work Writing
That at the same time of this very intimate act of concentrating so carefully on the details of our mother’s palm and fingertips.
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Air Careful Concentrate Detail Intimate Mother Palm Same Time
My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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Evolution Experience Lover Reverse
While she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
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Cry Cut Cutting Grave Moving Mushroom Simple
As soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.
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Bush Cold Desire Draft Heat House Involve Joke Laugh Make Something Soon Window
Pouring over me, but it was a different kind, siphoned from a different, and tamer, body of water. I was her darling daughter; Joseph was her it.
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Body Darling Daughter Different Kind Pour Siphoned Tamer Water
Kissing George was a little like rolling in caramel after spending years surviving off rice sticks.
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Kiss People Rice Rolling Stick Survive Year
If everything kept to its normal progression, we would live with the sadness-cry and then walk-but what really breaks us cleanest are the losses that happen out of order.
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Break Clean Cry Everything Happen Lose Normal Order Parent Progressive Walk
I didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.
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Idea Mind Quite Side Stretch Trying
Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn’t love me – I felt the wash of her love every day.
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Brother Daughter Day Every Lover Mom More She
It’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
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Country Dive Moron Pleasure Skill Story Telling
I could feel the tears beginning to collect in my throat again, but I pushed them apart, away from each other. Tears are only a threat in groups.
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Again Away Beginning Each Groups Other Tear Throat

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