Today I want to take a walk,
Out past the shallow ponds-
Wading among the pale body of the moonlit bay-
Walking on rich dry sand.
Until the sun, rising,
Interrupts me-
Breaks the charm.

I want to capture in my open palm
The shooting stars
I’ve never seen at night
(You cannot count what you cannot hold)

The tart salt spray
Has some echo with my bones-
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All signposts that once stood on the ground are gone, inundated and carried away by that rush of water. And still the rain beats down on the surface of the river. Everytime you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That's it. That's my heart.

Murakami.

In the end, he let Ollie go down on him. He held the back of Ollie’s head and closed his eyes. Oliver began to cry, but Nick managed to come anyway.

As Ollie left, he glanced back at John’s window, burning orange from the glow of a lamp. The light went out. They never spoke again.

Her face was twisted, her voice forced out with her breath. A long black nail head stuck out at an angle from the pale fleshy top of her foot, a small amount of blood forming around the puncture.

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Maybe she knew her game was up. Might be that. Or maybe it's just the tired look you get in your eyes when all you do for years is lie. Where at first the lie ignites some excitement, a decade of lies leaves your eyes stone dead. However bright your smile ( Read more... )

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Last year, the number of people worldwide infected with HIV reached more than 40 million.

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Arson is not a crime that makes much sense. At its heart lies an urge for destruction; razing is not a crime of passion, it is not interpersonal, not economically motivated. One who burns does so for the pure pleasure of the fire ( Read more... )