220 6 2
|
|
33464
|
This is what I am saying now.
|
34864
|
At my daughter's wake Mr. Aleford, her teacher, poked out his pointy nose, sniffing my cologne. How could I be plastered with this, at a time like this? Well, dear Sir, Two reasons. One, to hide the booze. And two, because my wife and I had made feverish love that…
|
40564
|
I wonder if she is my real mother, if I could get one of those paternity tests and find out if she’s my real mother and if the guy she told me was my father was really my father. I can’t remember him very well, just a lot of him screaming and hollering an
|
33962
|
|
36554
|
Star-eaterHere lies the star-eater.Tilting on the ancient wheelof summer-glaze-breath,you speak the oceans. Fire's the mealfor you, the star-eater. You defy death,and out of your mouth, a universe openspouring forth, as fleet as the starslight on your tongue. Space…
|
39654
|
(Sung to the melody of "Ghostbusters")When your prose is weakMetaphors clichésWho you gonna callGhostwriters!Characters they speakNot much to sayWho you gonna callGhostwriters!I ain't ‘fraid of no rejectionI ain't ‘fraid of no rejectionLyin' in your bedImagination soarsWho…
|
35655
|
Steve Kramer was a brilliant young artist on the scene in New York in the 70s when I was starting out as a writer. He built little electronic dioramas displaying stuffed rats in various bizarre settings. Flip the switch and they would get fried in a little rat-sized…
|
25354
|
Your brain was connected to your feet ...
|
31153
|
Leave us to hide our sundials in our caves— / discard our scrolls that guide no more, / to time our nights to learn if we can grieve / —we’ve too much noise or less than we can hear . . .
|
29354
|
|
26354
|
“—but although we've catalogued instances of this on other planets, it seems never to've led to the global outbreak of psycho-phrenias and neuro-pathologies as those that plagued the Tiānxiàns!”
|
48353
|
Yes keeps falling out of my mouth
|
36554
|
A poem not about fog written in fog with an erasable pen.
|
24543
|
Rumors stranger than usual were circulating in Moskva. Naturally, they could not be confirmed, but they were making the rounds so thickly that they began spilling out of the capital.
“Putin has become a superman!”
|
38042
|
["And you can tear a building down ... but you can't replace ... the MEMORIES ... "]
|
4341
|
The first thing you must do is get rid of that stupid Closed Road sign. Are you trying to be funny? When your kindness dies, everything in the vicinity dies with it. I know you want to get to the free wonderful toy inside without having to eat…
|
38043
|
So how do I know all this about Sammy, you ask? I’m getting to that...
|
28544
|
As soon as I got the suspenders adjusted I felt different. I felt like Wilfred Brimley.
|
30742
|
In an early scene in Marvel's 2015 movie Ant-Man, the film's protagonist, Scott Lang, a convicted felon and former burglar, is summoned to his boss Dale's office at Baskin-Robbins."Three years at San Quentin, huh?" says Dale."You found out," Scott replies."Baskin-Robbins…
|
34144
|
I didn't arrive at the Wicked Spoon every night in the same mood. Some nights I would arrive under the spell of a generous emptiness, what I like to call the euphoria of futility. Not exactly a state of bliss, but a dazed detachment in which everything is so pointlessly…
|
42533
|
"I write out of a deep need within myself for beauty. A beauty that I think can only be found through the practice, through the sacrifice over time that's required."
|
6032
|
Gulls glide
Grey waves crash
|
48731
|
"We run a family show, here — Christ! We play Juice Newton. We play Christopher Cross."
|
29632
|
He doesn't tell her that he is married, and that his five year old daughter who is living at your house has a mother back in that same city
|
26131
|
|
53321
|
THERE ARE TWO PARTS. FROM PART ONE: (Later the police escort the students out, directing them to keep their hands in the air, as they file out into the parking lot. They wrap Mrs. Smedley in a blanket as she stares out blankly in shock. "How is Linda? Is
|
41522
|
The girl went outside her door and stood and stared at the sky.there were clouds in the sky. the girl wore glasses with black framesthe girl stared at the sky some more and put on a bright yellow baseball hatshe sat in a white resin chairthe girl sat quietly and watched the…
|
39621
|
“You know this is your death car.”
|
34721
|
The door was locked. Han Solo couldn't believe it. After they'd come all this way! …
|
