1931 3 1
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1931 13 5
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Dad woke us up and said it was time to go.
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1931 13 11
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Max leads the parade up the hill. He is sawing on his violin, wearing nothing but a raincoat.
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1930 5 0
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How many of them, I'm wondering, are just going through the motions until the power goes out and never comes back on again? They've got to know the Americans will never let the city fall to the færies.
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1930 14 3
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You have a house (plural, as in Spain)
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1930 1 1
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Eyes so much deeper, that the internal flow could not hope to equal the intensity fired beyond iris, pupil and sclera. So blue, that life could not exist in the fragile shape of his heart, blue veins outlining an ever enlargening circumference…
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1930 18 19
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1930 5 4
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Click-clack, click-clack. The cadence of the tracks below push George back and forth between what happened and what is to come.
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1930 1 0
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1930 6 4
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Light. And shade. Line and shape. Colour, form and perspective. Wall, wood, ceiling or canvas. Pigment in eggyolk or linseed oil. Stroked by brush or spread by knife. On small panels or plastered on vast spaces. All these problems to be worked over and solved. Then …
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1930 6 5
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There are glasses in the sinkfrom the water that I drink.And the books in my li-braryare not dumb and ordinary.There's a doggie at my door;did I go to the pet store?There's a puppy on my couch-ywho was happy, now she's grouchy.Was a writer, now an authoror an otter; no, an…
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1930 16 15
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The dancer was a little chubby, but I didn't mind. It gave her more to shake.
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1929 5 0
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“No, dad, I've never seen urine colored pearls.”
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1929 4 0
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There was that long weekend she'd spent lazing around a suite at the Beverly Wilshire between the Golden Globes and the Oscars with the suddenly now married actor, and then there had been Cabo. This was before the current thing and before the thing before
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1929 7 5
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We could kiss under the elder tree, even though it was forbidden, even though we were drowned by the noise of the river and nothing we said was right
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1929 9 11
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I answered with my usual economy of words. If someone wants more, they must ask, and he did.
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1929 7 4
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So no one ever caught sight of Eleanor picking her nose; besides, that wasn't what she was doing.
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1929 11 8
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They are always there. Stoic and steady.
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1929 1 1
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Steve Bancroft’s future wife showed up at his door that same night, slamming her hand loudly against the door and shouting for him. “Steve, Steve, wake up. Damn it, come on. You forgot to pick me up at the airport. Who are you in there with? I said wa
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1929 15 11
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There was nothing to do but dream ourselves forward. Nothing to do but not die.
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1929 27 8
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They discovered the baby in the grass, under the snapping cotton sheets.
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1928 8 0
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“You always use that as a crutch. You, a sixteen year old girl. The way you were…” She looked at me, shaking her head, looking at my body as if remembering some wrong, some thing that should not have been.
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1928 3 2
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It wasn't meant to happen like this— the shutter, the feeling of breathlessness when he touched her shoulder, even after he had pointed out all of the things she had done incorrectly throughout the day. They had been married for five years in February, and as…
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1928 0 0
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1928 4 1
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At that time I was meeting Jacob at 3:30 each afternoon in Joan of Arc Park so we could walk dogs together. This was our job.
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1928 10 5
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"She had been warned." (this started as a fun alien story and then took a human turn.)
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1927 17 10
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Some idiot was gonna let a snake eat him. I know, but I saw it on the internets. That's some dumb-assed stuff right there. Everyone knows about snakes. The Jesus book tells us all about them, inside us, slithering through ruby-red and eating our guilt from inside out.…
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1927 3 0
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He was dead when he tried to wake up.
“Wake up,” he yelled silently to himself, although it didn’t sound silent to his voice.
“Brr, brr, brr,” shouted his alarm clock as it glared two red fives, a colon and a seven
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1927 6 4
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What led to the current situation was that about a year ago the conceptual artist had been shocked to read in a small item in a newspaper that a conceptual artist in China had also grown an ear on his forearm and this discovery had led the conceptual artist to make a …
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1927 2 1
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One night the woman went down in the
basement, grabbed an electric drill, and let the voices out in eight places.
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