I really don't want to say it. I don't really want to feel it. How many times does it have to besaid? Some part of you knows no one ever gets more than a small temporary visa to these particular dreaming…

Now her right breast was annoying her.

Interviewer: So, you walk on water, right? How is that possible? Jesus Lizard: Well, I only run on water, and upright on my hind legs. Haha, if I tried just walking on water I’d sink quicker than St. Peter!

Creating a world in which no one believes . . . killing a world in which no one could believe.

The ambient sound wheezes on.

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Maybe you could buy a Volunteer,” Carol suggested. Ma huffed. “You know we don't have the money for that. And besides I never liked the idea of Volunteers — taking advantage of the poor like that.”

Ian Markham stood before the massive triangular window of Circularity's pyramidal office building. Its Technicolor hologram, a coup in advertising sloganeering, urgently flashed the company's ubiquitous tagline—IT'S NOT JUST AN ADVENTURE. IT'S A SECOND CHANCE! …

BLIND-SIDED 1 The humid night air clung to Julio's skin as he and Marco stepped off the bus near campus, laughter trailing behind them like the smell of esquites from the street vendor across the road. The political rally had been noisy and full of energy - and…

A glance—I dissolved completely.

This poem begins my poetry collection. It is about the pain and suffering I experienced when I had an attack of two pulmonary embolisms, one in the right lung, one in the left. This nearly killed me. I lived with the pain in my lungs whenever I took a bre

All that loves green produces green.

An eye patch waits aslant his passenger seat.

Because I'm old and this is the Way I Do Things now...

the only thing that impresses me now is the state of my inebriation

The wind comes up relentless in the afternoon

True story