Most discussed stories

Pharaoh's Revenge

13821382 views22 comments11 fav

The first intimation that something was afoul was when his computer crashed.

'MY DICK IS SO HARD FOR JESUS!' by Christofascist Jones

16521652 views22 comments11 fav

"Now, I'm not no Holocaust Denier . . . I just think it was a little bump in the road! Like Reagan said about Watergate . . . 'Mistakes were made,' and all. Well, shoot . . .…

the swan gliding before death

12831283 views22 comments00 favs

When you awaken on the other side, you will see, I was like the swan gliding before death, and the animating power of her is willing and unavoidable. And you are itching, feeling an inextinguishable sexual desire, its nightmare ink burnt in your head, n

Yellow

17041704 views22 comments11 fav

Slipshod shoes were the first sign of a meltdown. Sometimes she could see it coming. A prickly gentleman washing his clothes on a Thursday afternoon. One week he’s fine. Nothing wrong with owning a sour face. The next Thursday, his shoes don’t match.

Sleep With The Fishes

22562256 views22 comments11 fav

Pull her from the water and check her pockets. Shouldn’t death tattoo a message on each palm it removes the pulse from.

The Weight of Need

11961196 views22 comments11 fav

In need of help, he bought his first self-help book at the age of twenty-nine.

Song: Nope, music by Tim Young, lyrics by Jerry Ratch

14681468 views22 comments22 favs

paste into browser: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VsSKsjOTCFU&feature=em-upload_owner

Pillow talk

18321832 views22 comments11 fav

‘Do I still ‘respect’ you? Ha! - there’s a sweet old-fashioned phrase! I don’t know, maybe not so much ...

And Her Eyes Said Something I Did Not Understand

23152315 views22 comments11 fav

A herd of garbage trucks groaned down dark streets filling their black hydraulic hearts with rotten trashcans and glass, and a smile ate her whole face. I showed her a text from a friend: "T-minus 10 seconds till meltdown."She laughed and I wrote back.A small,…

A Stolen Pipe Goes a Long Way Towards An Empty Pouch of Nothing

837837 views22 comments22 favs

We were always blowing stale enough air into each other's faces from the smallest roundest tables available looking at each other sideways at the same sad time as the puppet show…

Flash'em Tag'em Bag'em

17531753 views22 comments11 fav

On a hot summer day in downtown San Francisco, a flasher gets more than he bargains for when the woman he flashed at a coffeehouse pulls out a gun.

Tidbit

13891389 views22 comments22 favs

By dawn, she is ready to hunt.

Prometheus

13271327 views22 comments11 fav

Allow me one moment of stasis from pain, If I must really become that one, Who brought by giant hand man's gain, And suffered through theft of the sun. No dagger pricks the injured side, Or vulture picks the source of bile: Still must wan hordes…

the girl next door to Andy's

878878 views22 comments00 favs

Then there was this short little girl, Jo Ann, who had a daughter and was divorced, who lived next door to Andy. She told me right after we did it one night that she had always wanted to have sex with me when she was growing up, as a teenager, I mean. A

the spirit of the dead watching. Gauguin

13451345 views22 comments11 fav

Listening too much to the night, with its whistles, bright lights of luminescent bursts like leaves on fire, or the raised ear of a cow in the purple mist, or the curled tail of a pig foraging in the night.

Street Lamp

12341234 views22 comments00 favs

An old man leaning over his stamp collection. His burning face glows with bourbon. Underneath, children try to stretch moments. Each toss of the ball, turn of the handlebars a deliberate time shaping exercise to see how much distance they can…

Crescent City, Spring '97

17801780 views22 comments00 favs

It takes almost an hour before I drift to sleep on the bus. When I wake up in Crescent City, I’m surprised. Maybe I was going somewhere else in my sleep. Walking out of the station, it feels like a strange place. Somewhere I’ve never been before. The

The Theory of Color

10301030 views22 comments00 favs

The story of the black pen drawing a dark hole makes everything seem so elaborate and obscure. Or even a seven-year-old leading police on a wild car chase to avoid church. Or naming a new band Fuchsia, which looks like the beginning of an

writer’s block

23172317 views22 comments11 fav

round & round this empty block again & again i go

The Crescent Caretaker

21012101 views22 comments11 fav

Enter Tipitina’s – the rotation hole where electric, shoeless uncles allocate their copper goulashes to catch white dripwater.

Cliche

20212021 views22 comments11 fav

Six thousand dollars was a small price for a man's life. Mario was in the back seat of the Honda with Johnny next to him handcuffed, all tense. Francisco had it on a rap station, the sort of music that gave Mario a headache.

Who's Better: Michael Jackson or Shakespeare?

26522652 views22 comments11 fav

I looked up “tupping.” It doesn’t have anything to do with Tupperware. It’s Old English for screwing. Just like a professor–make something harder so you’ll get it wrong on the mid-term.

Let's Walk This Dog

15721572 views22 comments11 fav

if you don't quiver with anticipation you'll barely manage to explode

Whistle Stop

16431643 views22 comments22 favs

Her eyes blaze through the green burka as her veil drops, revealing skull where face should be. Her teeth form a death grin, words pour from within, hollow like a baby's rattle. She speaks Farsi

The Perfect Command

15481548 views22 comments11 fav

He stood in front of her. They stood eye to eye. "You aren't supposed to look me in the eye. If I were anyone else you would be smacked down on the ground right now. Treat me as you would a lover, your master."

Robots Among Us

16311631 views22 comments11 fav

Father hands Billy a length of rope. Billy builds his resolve, fights back his tears, heads into the kitchen. It's time to become a man.

Loretta McKinley

11591159 views22 comments00 favs

After Loretta McKinley had sat for just such a time on a rock near the tribe, hallucinating and coming as close to death and God as she ever had, she walked into the camp and asked to speak with the elders.

Klondike

19571957 views22 comments11 fav

"How could anyone say that I was wrong, that I was crazy?" These thoughts scraped across her mind and tore open the reasons she had knitted herself into over the years.

Just a Joke

22142214 views22 comments00 favs

The pizza was perfect, ingredients genuine, not artificial: crust charred slightly; cheese gooey; sauce steaming, requiring careful eating lest the mouth suffer burns. Such quality was becoming rare around town. The product in Manhattan, by and large,

Leningrad's Sister City And Her Cuban Sandwiches

14031403 views22 comments11 fav

It began not so innocently with voyeuristic tendencies. the sound of concrete and confetti in the night.