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The two fought, viciously, spouses tidally locked in a war of swelling lips and bruises, open-palm slaps and nasty, fighting words.

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I watched as that poor mother elephant, bald and well bred, drooped in a cross-eyed heap beneath a mask of perfume and weed smoke, clown clamor and ivory billiards caroming.

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He lost it at me over the dropped plate (blue china), blood from my hands: a vicious word of hate loosed from between his chapped lips, like a bullet through me.

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Looking perilously down, the galleon was tousled in golden flames like a medusa; oil to smoke, wood to ash.

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The dramatic boom and swell of the orchestra—horns pealing like bells, strings dancing, woodwinds spouting off long trills—was high in my ears and heavy in my heart.

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We packed your things (snow globes and chinaware and literary magazines tinkling in plastic tubs, cardboard boxes), while a drizzling rain rapped on the windows.

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I was perched there on my one knee, reminiscing on many memories—her hair in the wind, auburn smiling eyes, cold hands shifting through dead leaves, in autumn—when my heart brimmed over and I popped the question.

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She was coming to a shuddering stop, heart gushing in irregular rhythm with breath failing, lagging in pursuit.

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There was a rough tinnitus-like hushing pressed to smother over his brain, a drafty cloud-halo containing his attention as the ambulance whisked his mother, father, seizing sibling away in a stunned rampage of evening.

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They tramped through wickedly tall brush and briars, toward the old carousel garden, to recover their beloved childhood hiding place.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
The two fought, viciously, spouses tidally locked in a war of swelling lips and bruises, open-palm slaps and nasty, fighting words.	447
I watched as that poor mother elephant, bald and well bred, drooped in a cross-eyed heap beneath a mask of perfume and weed smoke, clown clamor and ivory billiards caroming.	204
He lost it at me over the dropped plate (blue china), blood from my hands: a vicious word of hate loosed from between his chapped lips, like a bullet through me.	127
Looking perilously down, the galleon was tousled in golden flames like a medusa; oil to smoke, wood to ash.	119
The dramatic boom and swell of the orchestra—horns pealing like bells, strings dancing, woodwinds spouting off long trills—was high in my ears and heavy in my heart.	73
We packed your things (snow globes and chinaware and literary magazines tinkling in plastic tubs, cardboard boxes), while a drizzling rain rapped on the windows.	63
I was perched there on my one knee, reminiscing on many memories—her hair in the wind, auburn smiling eyes, cold hands shifting through dead leaves, in autumn—when my heart brimmed over and I popped the question.	52
She was coming to a shuddering stop, heart gushing in irregular rhythm with breath failing, lagging in pursuit.	51
There was a rough tinnitus-like hushing pressed to smother over his brain, a drafty cloud-halo containing his attention as the ambulance whisked his mother, father, seizing sibling away in a stunned rampage of evening.	49
They tramped through wickedly tall brush and briars, toward the old carousel garden, to recover their beloved childhood hiding place.	46