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God is a pretty girl across the bar who smiles and waves in your direction; and you think she is waving at you
It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
She who abandons does not return
Any woman who thinks she is pro-life should ask herself
Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
You think this is tragedy. She thinks this is fun.
she is the sort of woman who, when put to the magnifying glass, refused to burn
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
She tells stories as if she knows what the ending will be.
It will be a love story ... for she will be my heroine for all time
she does not know how much I need this (idea) mp3 (recording)
She Who Is
She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
Who am I to critique that which she is?
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
She Who Holds the Sky
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
Another bed she does not own
every little thing she does is magic
She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
Sandra will do as Sandra always does, that is, whatever she wants
does she need to touch her own face to know?
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
This story about a misanthropist is not about who you think it is about
A language full of words she understands, but does not know the sound of, yet.
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
she does not know how much I need this
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
She really does want to clap along, but at the same time she doesn't want to let the bird get out.
To a girl who thought she was moving away
She Thinks in Harmony
She still has my Borges book
So then she said
What She Said
She threw out all my letters
She Wanted to Leave
The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne
Each thing she learned became part of herself, to be used over and over in new adventures
She was locked in time
She makes sniffing sounds, and I don't know if she's snorting coke or weeping
This is why she stays
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
She Sells Sanctuary
English As She Is Spoke
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
God is a she
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
The vacuum she left
I knew she wasn't faking
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits
What the hell was she thinking?
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
She has big eyes and a slightly cracked voice
There were only twelve raindrops, she counted them on the windshield under heavy soft skies
Isn't She Lovely
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Letters
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Phrases
She sells sea shells
And then, she expressed frustration with life in general
she being Brand
(s)he
She told me I'd make a good Satan
She just looks at me
How she saw the moon
If she really wanted to fit in, she'd get a smaller dog.
How clear she shines
If she were an insect, she'd be a moth in search of a flame
He and She
she broke my heart
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
She is not beautiful
A tentative laugh, she expected to be interrupted
She remembers the stars
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
She Misses Him
She hates my futon
You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
She didn't believe in transcendence
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
She sang of fantastic green islands, and sparkling fish, never telling that she haunted the waters
Still she cried, and still the world pursues
Murder She Wrote
Surah 58 She that Disputeth
That's all she wrote
English As She Is Spoke: Useful Words, Part I
She Hangs Brightly
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Dialogues, Part III
By the way, she has a penis; just so you know.
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
She misses me
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
what she kisses twice
So happy she drools
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
She just sat there
She was steady
He says she says
She said yes
Jennifer, is she your friend?
She has the biggest cock of any girl I know
She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways
She leaves a busy emptiness in the room
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
He and she are one
I am three, she said
Humans have six senses, why does everyone think we only have five?
Food that does not come from the country people think it comes from
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
All right. She can fly circles around Uranus, but where's the bathroom?
She Fucks Me
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
She bought a new smile every week when we first started seeing each other. Then I had to buy them.
She left without saying goodbye
He who has enough to eat does the hungry not believe
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
She Takes Flight
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
She sits where she pleases
She is the ocean.
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
Two condoms, she makes me wear
She Sleeps
She said
She stopped and took a second look
he/she
She approached me with some vague line
she left a little Java-shaped hole in my heart
She smiles in colors
Surah 60 She that is to be Examined
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
She pulled the "I love you" on me
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Dialogues, Part I
English As She Is Spoke: Useful Words, Part II
She Moved Through The Fair
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Dialogues, Part II
She is why God is God.
How does the Military Selective Service Act apply to individuals who have had a sex change?
she turns and smiles, then walks away
She Came In Through The Bathroom Window
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
She arose and said matter-of-factly
She Is Suffering
Is she really going out with him?
A chorus of phones each time she calls
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
The picture she drew in my notebook
She thought about giving him her heart
She breaks hearts almost as often as she breaks the speed of sound
This child has talent. She needs a better box of paints.
She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
Does a story need a conflict?
She Loves Me
She Loves You
I don't like her because she won't like me
She said she loved me
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
So she wet the bed
All That She Wants
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
That one makes me scream, she said
She Smells of Lilacs
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
She has trouble acting normal
English As She Is Spoke: Idiotisms and Proverbs
She makes my teeth naked
she is not a servant to scattered branches
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
Why she stopped crying
I am a woman who does not like assholes
She is Overheard Singing
She told me to say that
She was very beautiful. Y'know?

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