1619 9 5
|
“What do you call this place?” I didn't really want to talk much in there. For some reason, talking felt too—linear. The words seemed to have a kind of reverberation into associations that seemed somewhat meaningless at the time.”
|
92410
|
Two minutes later Alicia Morgan stepped out of her car. Her smile faltered momentarily and he saw that she assumed the mistake was hers
|
124754
|
before your full lips touch
mine.
|
15551714
|
Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.
|
31382
|
IGlasgow, its swollen bleeding face, its unrepentant eyesProud inside its operas, vain within its shames.Watch these sanctities unsound shrink into their oneness.Set these centuries alight, peer into the flames.Into their time descending the pedestrians now cease,all is…
|
1904179
|
I don't know what happened to all the men. Used to wonder if they killed them all.
|
16151411
|
Her husband wouldn’t let her call an exterminator. That doesn't work, he said. The real reason he said no was that he was cheap.
|
1632124
|
The fettuccine is a disaster. Mini-ants have invaded the container. Barry spots them in the boiling water after pouring in the pasta, not much more than floating black specks, but too many to ignore. He dumps out the pasta and returns to the closet to…
|
928127
|
still to early to dodge leaping bodies on misty roads at night
|
122810
|
On beach trips with our families,
there were bumper cars, jet skis;
flash enjoyments,
beach-themed distractions.
|
83321
|
|
99500
|
Son, could you please step out of the car?
|
129011
|
Ten-year-old Bobby Akins learned that a shotgun shell struck on its brass end with a hammer can indeed take out the left eye of an eight-year-old brother observing the proceedings close by.
|
122194
|
I’m not / going to change you I /promise
|
14901613
|
I wrangle word juice
from the Oxford American, sighing at photographs of blues musicians with solemn lakes for eyes.
|
74621
|
carrion is no longer hauled away:/if the road killed it, it must be the road’s . . .
|
182086
|
Shakespeare was Shakespeare, after all, the greatest poet the language has ever boasted: why did Shakespeare’s contemporaries even bother with their paltry efforts?
|
30673
|
Cut my karmic rip-cord. Shower me in angel dust.Let me embrace the gray, this isn't loveat first sight, this isn't blindnessat the twinkling of any eye, this isn't the timefor the blowing of any trumpet.Anyone can dowhat they can do. Didn't you know this? Or are…
|
22742617
|
...she lifts one shell, sips a little, then swallows the creature whole.
|
128510
|
After nine months, I was granted early parole...
|
124554
|
I’ll sit up
all night,
I don’t mind.
I don’t have to
Go to work,
Or
Wake up early.
|
16432718
|
. . . there is nothing so selfish as sleep.
|
94800
|
There are several people I do not care for much at all—annoying cretins, blasé philistines, or godawful narcissuses—and I do not care much for caring about such people when I encounter them, which unfortunately happens quite often like some cruel lottery where I…
|
120355
|
I'm not sure whetherI drink to numbthe pain or toactually feelsomething.
|
125164
|
You left paint and blood smeared on the wall.
|
2158157
|
He needed an editor for his Yale dissertation, the shifting borders between criminal justice and the internet. But the sex was inevitable. He was six two. I was blonde. I don’t think we liked each other very much, but that wasn’t important.
|
116233
|
I’m reading an article about honeybees as I wait for the results of my blood work at the doctor’s office.
|
78621
|
|
7631011
|
"What's it like?"
Like everything else. We all do it, so how bad could it be?
|
110521
|
Apocalyptica 1. the portent holds you while you try for solace in the bath anticipating the opened mouth the one that cannot close after and there is a knotting inside of joints and threads poised so delicately in the waiting …
|
