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a-recession-is-when-your-neighbour-has-to-tighten-his-belt-a-depression-is-when-you-have-to-tighten-your-own-belt-and-panic-is-when-you-have-no-belt-tommy-douglas
im-looking-for-intensity-focus-its-bit-like-tuning-guitar-string-you-tighten-tighten-nothing-really-changes-until-you-hit-that-tension-suddenly-its-there-youve-got-note
or-if-i-have-my-head-in-results-i-cant-work-with-what-i-have-because-im-trying-to-force-something-to-happen-and-with-singing-any-time-you-force-it-you-tighten-up-if-you-tighten-u
tighten-your-prose-story-flows-anna-dobritt
there-are-illegal-votes-cast-if-we-can-tighten-down-we-should-do-it
to-cut-tighten-sentences-is-secret-mastery-dejan-stojanovic
if-you-discovered-something-that-made-you-tighten-inside-you-had-better-try-to-learn-more-about-it
moneys-tool-like-wrench-until-i-make-more-i-need-to-tighten-my-belt-jarod-kintz
whenever-big-white-man-picks-up-banjo-my-cheeks-tighten-robin-williams
i-just-cant-imagine-that-its-only-coincidence-i-think-they-feel-that-its-kind-getting-out-their-control-theyre-trying-to-tighten-it-back-up-kevin-mattson
i-dont-have-mortgage-kids-i-can-lie-low-tighten-my-belt-if-i-need-to
the-purpose-training-is-to-tighten-up-slack-toughen-body-polish-spirit-morihei-ueshiba
across-country-people-are-willing-to-tighten-their-belts-sacrifice-the-president-should-ask-oil-industry-to-do-same
as-american-families-businesses-have-been-forced-to-tighten-their-belts-washington-has-refused-to-do-same
when-my-girlfriend-and-i-fight-i-tighten-the-top-to-every-jar-and-bottle-in-the-house-just-so-i-can-say-oh-yeah-you-need-me-now-huh
it-started-to-really-tighten-up-after-first-inning-after-that-it-got-really-really-funny-it-was-weird-different-type-pain-i-just-got-out-there-as-precaution-but-they-tested-it-he
life-is-a-roller-coaster-ride-tighten-your-seat-belts-enjoy-the-journey-remember-the-up-always-has-a-down
i-know-i-know-youre-woman-whos-had-lot-tough-breaks-well-we-can-clean-tighten-those-brakes-but-youll-have-to-stay-in-garage-all-night-groucho-marx
the-roots-grass-strain-tighten-earth-is-rigid-waitshe-is-waiting-and-suddenly-all-at-once-rain-archibald-macleish
the-city-has-to-do-what-any-citizen-family-does-when-you-have-dream-you-tighten-your-belt-you-sacrifice-some-luxuries-above-all-you-dont-waste-dime-laura-miller
why-did-clinton-administration-wait-from-1995-to-1998-to-tighten-security-bolster-counterintelligence-at-us-weapons-labs
the-voters-in-my-district-around-country-have-demanded-that-congress-get-hold-on-influx-illegal-immigrants-tighten-security-around-our-borders
people-who-go-broke-in-big-way-never-miss-any-meals-it-is-poor-jerk-who-is-shy-half-slug-who-must-tighten-his-belt-robert-a-heinlein
the-righteous-will-tighten-its-grip-on-free-claiming-their-god-is-one-to-believe-the-beast-is-emerging-danger-untold-trying-to-suppress-what-cant-3-inches-of-blood
youre-a-woman-whos-been-getting-nothing-but-dirty-breaks-well-we-can-clean-and-tighten-your-brakes-but-youll-have-to-stay-in-the-garage-all-night
the-catholic-church-must-clean-out-the-pedophiles-break-up-the-gay-cliques-tighten-up-the-seminary-and-restore-the-good-name-of-the-priesthood
i-try-to-tighten-my-heart-into-knot-snarl-i-try-to-learn-to-live-dead-just-numb-but-then-i-see-someone-i-want-its-like-nail-like-hot-spike-right-through-my-chest-i-know-im-losing
as-governor-there-isnt-lot-i-can-do-beyond-that-to-crack-down-on-crime-law-enforcement-is-really-local-issue-its-cops-job-to-tighten-down-on-jesse-ventura
governments-are-out-control-irresponsible-never-have-enough-money-never-tighten-their-own-belts-when-they-are-forced-to-they-always-threaten-to-shut-down-police-departments-teach
at-time-my-personal-research-objectives-were-to-provide-keynesian-economics-with-more-rigorous-foundations-to-tighten-elaborate-logic-macroeconomic-monetary-theory
its-like-learning-to-fall-properly-if-you-can-manage-not-to-tighten-up-you-wont-hurt-yourself-as-much-the-same-theory-applies-to-your-day-physically-diane-von-furstenberg
i-started-walking-at-night-with-my-sister-in-law-which-has-been-amazing-it-really-does-something-for-you-it-just-kind-clears-mind-it-just-makes-you-ashley-scott
while-facetoface-is-just-as-important-as-it-ever-was-now-that-weve-got-all-kinds-new-tools-let-us-tighten-bonds-in-between-those-inperson-moments-chris-brogan
they-want-liberalization-ill-give-them-liberalization-ill-loosen-screws-until-americans-beg-me-to-tighten-them-again-mohammed-reza-pahlavi
when-money-for-food-is-scarce-ive-got-to-start-tightening-my-belt-and-if-i-keep-getting-skinnier-from-not-eating-ill-have-to-tighten-my-belt-even-further-jarod-kintz
actually-i-believe-in-everything-including-astrology-tarot-cards-all-it-is-just-another-way-for-people-to-try-tighten-link-to-spirits-in-our-universe-i-believe-it-exists-for-all-
every-government-program-needs-to-be-more-efficient-instead-pointing-out-how-other-programs-can-tighten-their-belts-every-program-administrator-must-michael-enzi
ice-veined-thousand-yard-stare-breaking-man-is-like-hunting-for-bear-and-im-loaded-setting-trap-tighten-noose-bust-rat-with-my-sap-anthrax
when-were-upset-our-vocal-cords-tighten-we-cant-speak-and-when-i-lie-well-i-cant-lie-because-same-thing-happens-everyone-who-knows-me-knows-that-when-i-start-squeaking-ive-starte
here-kitty-kitty-come-tighten-leash-how-about-little-discipline-for-violent-beast-swinging-machetes-in-crowded-room-now-im-coming-after-you-knives-out
the-fed-statement-is-neutral-to-slightly-friendly-development-the-fact-that-they-maintained-neutral-directive-helps-but-doesnt-mean-they-cant-tighten-again-kevin-flanagan
isana-felt-her-throat-tighten-we-failed-serai-lifted-her-chin-patted-isanas-arm-firmly-we-have-not-yet-succeeded-there-is-difference-jim-butcher
meditate-on-your-own-refine-your-consciousness-tighten-up-your-life-constantly-examine-your-life-look-for-weak-points-you-know-whats-going-on-in-frederick-lenz
you-can-certainly-shorten-things-tighten-things-we-tightened-up-jons-walk-to-mance-rayders-tent-that-was-something-that-got-tightened-up-little-bit-alex-graves
theyre-doing-everything-they-can-to-tighten-security-at-white-house-today-on-roof-white-house-they-added-one-those-fake-owls-david-letterman
Fanfare for the Makers A cloud of witnesses. To whom? To what? To the small fire that never leaves the sky. To the great fire that boils the daily pot. To all the things we are not remembered by, Which we remember and bless. To all the things That will not notice when we die, Yet lend the passing moment words and wings. So fanfare for the Makers: who compose A book of words or deeds who runs may write As many who do run, as a family grows At times like sunflowers turning towards the light. As sometimes in the blackout and the raids One joke composed an island in the night. As sometimes one man's kindness pervades A room or house or village, as sometimes Merely to tighten screws or sharpen blades Can catch a meaning, as to hear the chimes At midnight means to share them, as one man In old age plants an avenue of limes And before they bloom can smell them, before they span The road can walk beneath the perfected arch, The merest greenprint when the lives began Of those who walk there with him, as in default Of coffee men grind acorns, as in despite Of all assaults conscripts counter assault, As mothers sit up late night after night Moulding a life, as miners day by day Descend blind shafts, as a boy may flaunt his kite In an empty nonchalant sky, as anglers play Their fish, as workers work and can take pride In spending sweat before they draw their pay. As horsemen fashion horses while they ride, As climbers climb a peak because it is there, As life can be confirmed even in suicide: To make is such. Let us make. And set the weather fair. Louis Macneice

Louis MacNeice
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She wanted to touch him, to throw her arms around him - but something held her back. Maybe it was the fear that her arms would pass right through him, that she would have come all this way only to find a ghost after all. As though he'd been able to read her thoughts, he slowly angled toward her. He raised his hands and held his palms out to her. Isobel lifted her own hands to mirror his. He pressed their palms together, his fingers folding down to lace through hers. She felt a rush of warmth course through her, a relief as pure and sweet as spring rain. He was real. This was real. She had found him. She could touch him. She could feel him. Finally they were together. Finally, finally, they could forget this wasted world and go home. "I knew it wasn't true, " she whispered. "I knew you wouldn't stop believing." He drew her close. Leaning into him, she felt him press his lips to her forehead in a kiss. As he spoke, the cool metal of his lip ring grazed her skin, causing a shudder to ripple through her. "You... " His voice, low and breathy, reverberated through her, down to the thin soles of her slippers. "You think you're different, " he said. She felt his hands tighten around hers, gripping hard, too hard. A streak of violet lightning split the sky, striking close behind them. The house, Isobel thought. It had been struck. She could hear it cracking apart. She looked for only a brief moment, long enough to watch it split open. "But you're not, " Varen said, calling her attention back to him. Isobel winced, her own hands surrendering under the suddenly crushing pressure of his hold. A face she did not recognize stared down at her, one twisted with anger - with hate. "You, " he scarcely more than breathed, "are just like every. Body. Else." He moved so fast. Before she could register his words or the fact that she had once spoken them to him herself, he jerked her to one side. Isobel felt her feet part from the rocks. Weightlessness took hold of her as she swung out and over the ledge of the cliff. As he let her go. The wind whistled its high and lonely song in her ears. She fell away into the oblivion of the storm until she could no longer see the cliff - could no longer see him. Only the slip of the pink ribbon as it unraveled from her wrist, floating up and away from her and out of sight forever.

Kelly Creagh
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MY MOTHER GETS DRESSED It is impossible for my mother to do even the simplest things for herself anymore so we do it together, get her dressed. I choose the clothes without zippers or buckles or straps, clothes that are simple but elegant, and easy to get into. Otherwise, it's just like every other day. After bathing, getting dressed. The stockings go on first. This time, it's the new ones, the special ones with opaque black triangles that she's never worn before, bought just two weeks ago at her favorite department store. We start with the heavy, careful stuff of the right toes into the stocking tip then a smooth yank past the knob of her ankle and over her cool, smooth calf then the other toe cool ankle, smooth calf up the legs and the pantyhose is coaxed to her waist. You're doing great, Mom, I tell her as we ease her body against mine, rest her whole weight against me to slide her black dress with the black empire collar over her head struggle her fingers through the dark tunnel of the sleeve. I reach from the outside deep into the dark for her hand, grasp where I can't see for her touch. You've got to help me a little here, Mom I tell her then her fingertips touch mine and we work her fingers through the sleeve's mouth together, then we rest, her weight against me before threading the other fingers, wrist, forearm, elbow, bicep and now over the head. I gentle the black dress over her breasts, thighs, bring her makeup to her, put some color on her skin. Green for her eyes. Coral for her lips. I get her black hat. She's ready for her company. I tell the two women in simple, elegant suits waiting outside the bedroom, come in. They tell me, She's beautiful. Yes, she is, I tell them. I leave as they carefully zip her into the black body bag. Three days later, I dream a large, green suitcase arrives. When I unzip it, my mother is inside. Her dress matches her eyeshadow, which matches the suitcase perfectly. She's wearing coral lipstick. "I'm here, " she says, smiling delightedly, waving and I wake up. Four days later, she comes home in a plastic black box that is heavier than it looks. In the middle of a meadow, I learn a naked more than naked. I learn a new way to hug as I tighten my fist around her body, my hand filled with her ashes and the small stones of bones. I squeeze her tight then open my hand and release her into the smallest, hottest sun, a dandelion screaming yellow at the sky.

Daphne Gottlieb
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