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The Legend of Bo Grass

19981998 views00 comments00 favs

Bo ruled the city by suggesting new scent formulas in a booming croak of a voice that shook the earth for acres around, yet as a result everybody on the block smelled like fairy breath. Or, on his BAD BREATH DAYS all of the people reeked of rotted sushi f

Crawl

19981998 views55 comments55 favs

Crawl to the dark places I love most, loud music and off key laughter, glimmering green and brown bottles eagerly holding the dim lights overhead inside themselves like ransomed stars.

Crossed Out.

19981998 views22 comments33 favs

Follow me around a bit. Let me walk you through the rooms, structures, and clouds of my being that reveal junk drawers of "collectibles."

Not Wanting to Write

19981998 views2121 comments1414 favs

I don't want / to write about the body indulged, desires / denied, tortures invented, pleasures innate

When I Last Saw Gina

19981998 views22 comments77 favs

Regina Dawn "Gina" Edwards, 49, passed away June 2, 2006. R.I.P. "Ridge Woman"

Jumping Beans

19971997 views11 comment11 fav

The red laser flashes. He asks if I have an Ace Rewards card. I can't even answer because my beans have stopped jumping. I wonder if the laser light harmed them. Then one jumps and another, and I hand the boy some money, suddenly very fond of my beans.

Where Have You Gone, Honey Bear?

19971997 views66 comments66 favs

When I wake up and look to my left, will you be there with me, snoring like an asthmatic bear?

Scent of a Woman - 55 word story

19971997 views1313 comments55 favs

She slipped into a silky sheath dress, and stepped into black sequined heels just as the doorbell rang. Her date had arrived to take her to his much touted Art opening in town. Reaching under the bathroom sink for a final mist of hair spray she realized too late…

Madi's Love

19971997 views88 comments22 favs

The depth of her love for Briana could only be heard on the 80’s ballads station fumbling from the stereo in Madi’s car, awkward, just like her smile.

Ghostriders and rainbows

19971997 views44 comments22 favs

Ghostriders in the syand rainbows in my mindor was itrainbow in the skyghostriders in my mind?I can't remember ...And apparently this body is not 200 characters long, so I add some text so this pearl too can be read (ahum) My body is only 170 characters long, snif,…

The Tree is Farther to the Man

19961996 views1313 comments1111 favs

I am constricted by rings. The weight of self crushes me.

Purple Lady, Lavender Afternoon

19961996 views1010 comments66 favs

—Pretty tulips, said the woman.

"at 'night' any night is can't"

19961996 views66 comments00 favs

“In the process, I’ve created this memory track. Yet had the sense that I had to make fixed memories move as illusion, that they move as illusion.”

Syllables of the Dead

19961996 views2727 comments1212 favs

Nothing has changed// except the toys and fashion.

MY BOYFRIEND WAS A LUNATIC

19961996 views44 comments22 favs

Had I scoured all five boroughs of New York I couldn’t have found a more perfect imperfect object for my affections. Morgan was crazy as a loon, with the common sense of a mackerel and the emotional stability of a canary. But believing love could conquer

Cliche

19961996 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.

Sensitivity Workshop

19961996 views88 comments55 favs

Inspired by my last writers' workshop, where encouragement is key.

Blank Future

19961996 views00 comments22 favs

I might as well just keep driving. Past my exit. Beyond my job. Just drive. Until the tank runs out of gas. A blank future is better than this bleak one.

Her Dream Princes

19961996 views1010 comments44 favs

They live a simple life..two solitudes by lamplight.

ROAD LESSONS

19961996 views77 comments00 favs

"Do you have to call your brother a loser? He is not a loser and that was just uncalled for"

The Art of It

19961996 views44 comments22 favs

To write a good poem, one needs nothing but the whole intent of goodness.

Tuesday Night

19951995 views44 comments11 fav

She comes in with her white bag with its floral patterns scattered, almost accidentally, all around it

Slime

19951995 views22 comments22 favs

Once or twice he sees her around town when he’s out driving but other than that, I mean, it’s not like he was stalking her, he didn’t know where she went to school or what she did for a part-time job, he didn’t care, he wasn’t interested.

Beachball, Kentucky

19951995 views44 comments22 favs

If you’re Frederick in this moment, you are watching from that balcony and start to scream your fool head off. Maybe you just think you scream, and you might have screamed, but what you really do is clutch at your chest, black dots spanning each eyeball,

Contagious Blinking

19951995 views22 comments22 favs

He pulls on his wispy goatee and shifts his weight a few times from one foot to the other. That doesn’t help. It rarely does, to be honest.

Ribs

19941994 views77 comments77 favs

The moun­tains of humil­ity went silent, / the rain of regency dried its eyes

Marry Me

19941994 views77 comments44 favs

My mother told me never to trust girls who speak from the side of their mouths. But Kat, with her rainbow bracelets and flat vans, can't speak any other way. A creature of A.D.D. and zip up leather, studded belt and the next No Wave, has mistaken me for the last…

Mother

19941994 views00 comments00 favs

I carefully placed the knife back to its original position and, with poorly contained excitement, retrieved a palm from the fridge. It was slightly wrinkled, but it was just as fair as the rest of the pristine white in the fridge. It felt warm to my hands

77 Words About Nothing (Triad)

19941994 views1515 comments77 favs

My mind has started to finish thoughts at 77 Words. These are just a few.

Casual

19941994 views1111 comments1010 favs

Slip me in Between the cracks in your schedule Between the sheets of your bed Between your memories and your fears Between your eyes and the moon where I'll twinkle at you Slip me in somewhere, I won't disturb you Won't make you want to push me away Let…