2011 7 5
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Every time I squished an ant with my finger, I felt a piece of me loosen and chisel off.
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201131
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“That’s just Ryan W. Bradley—son of a bitch knows better by now.”
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201196
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I’m maybe only four. Not smoking cigarettes found in street gutters yet. That will come the next year, when I’m five. Maybe when I’m six, and Andy’s five, my pal from across the street. That’s my tricycle parked behind this pack of kids that look to be ne
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201183
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Can't please everyone / Or sail in all directions / Sail on / Stay the course / Still the ill-pleased storms come / To suck the wind from my sails
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201120
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Her gaunt arms softly rose, sweeping in front of her with movements that were hesitant at first but, as the music that only she could hear took her in its grip, became graceful and assured.
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201192
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I won't fail at this like trying to fix a leaking sink without mud grease or washers tinier than Cheerios.
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201196
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We married in the ruins of a pachinko hall, the tiny bones in the pocket of your tracksuit luring a pack of wild dogs out from the underpass.
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20111211
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It is almost as if there isn’t a wedge of wood between us – I can feel him inches away from me. I can’t control the sigh or the tears that escape my body.
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201000
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As children we invent games and we're really creative. We concoct ridiculous rules and enjoy making adaptations to them. And everything makes sense. Then you grow up, lose creativity. You don't invent games anymore. Recess is replaced with a second…
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2010126
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She bought her first gerbil at the age of nine. She wondered if he would die from endless logrolling. When he died from natural causes, she refused to bury him and kept a distance from the first boy who kissed her--Thomas J. Hobbit. The next year a twister swept…
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201000
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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
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20102915
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Even solid seeming concrete creeps/
in time to form the faint smile of deflection./
A marble rolls along the catenary grin.
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2010115
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Beside her door there was a black squirrel in the dogwood she saw scratched his armpit.
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201000
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"And secondly, it’s never bing bing bing with you. It’s like, bing bang bongity bumbity bum yadda yadda bla bla bla.” Sam stopped short and glanced down at his shoes. He knew he’d gone too far.
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20101010
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A block after his first crime, he found a bookstore to commit another.
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201000
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She administers the alkaloids slowly,
soaking the muscles in blight,
the body tissue beneath into corrosion.
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20101211
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I knew my mother would die by the weekend
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201062
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We came to the furthest reach of hell-
A place that email users know well.
The woman or man whose unmitigated gall
Causes him or her to hit "Reply all".
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2010208
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The music, Antonín Dvořák's 'New World Symphony,' the second movement, 'Largo,' immediately alters my mood.
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20091513
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Solitude is such an excellent alternative to suicide.
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200963
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I often thought about touching those slippery flames between my thumb and index finger.
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2009209
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In that mix of sports and religion, TV was what there was of virtue. I thought bars were nicer.
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20091412
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Then I heard it -- a sound like an oboe being strangled. Teeny was farting onto the cement stoop through her jeans, a tripple flutter blast.
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2009119
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"Jesus was a zombie?" I ask, shocked.
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200932
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One day my mother's lover shaved his beard and legs. Said he couldn’t fit into his tight jeans anymore.
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200821
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ZaSu played wingwoman to Gale Storm, who played herself, and quite well I might add–she had herself down pat! But I found ZaSu as second fiddle to be, curiously enough, more alluring than the first chair.
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200801
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Word traveled fast at school on Monday. Emma Jakowski had actually captured him. He was being held in her dad's tool shed. Anyone who wanted to see him had to be in the Jakowski's backyard by 3:15 that afternoon, chocolate bunny ears in hand. It was no…
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200894
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20081615
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When I died, she said, she was going to have me cremated and put my ashes in the cats’ litter box.
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200800
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“I was listenin' ta one o' them Terran religious broadcasts 'bout Mother Earth when they up an' says that global warmin' was all the fault o' mankind, an' they had ta make the non-believers see that all the drivin' they did, an' all the stuff they bought
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