1769 2 1
|
Beard of Bees
My father always used to say to me, he said "Son" (he called me son) "Son. Falling in love is easy. Getting into the Guinness Book of World Records is hard".
|
17691514
|
it was your hands—caked
with years-old clay & quaking
from too much solitude
|
1769173
|
My swinging purse sent saucers tinkling to the tile and the copper-headed waitress flew over, swooping on the shatter, clutching clean forks like a handful of flowers.
|
176982
|
Looking for meaning in spaces between words.
|
176910
|
It was stubborn early winter, when everyone was cold but went outside anyways, rubbing red fingers and shuffling feet.
|
1769108
|
nothing can stop a group of genteel Southern women from a card game, and divine intervention makes one's participation in such an event quite worthwhile
|
176900
|
that is a fair description of our family if I add the disclaimer that the girls are whores and we don’t have much in common.
|
17691212
|
you were very very small, you were everso small, you were like – the tiniest creature, hopping about on one leg
|
17691716
|
|
176911
|
We brought flowers for our dead lovers
|
1768134
|
tell me about the time you lived in Carolina, and what my smile does
for you.
|
176800
|
Reining her small hands around the molded handle grips, her bottom bouncing athwart and wildly off the seat, Symphony wrenches her center of gravity inward, commandeering as much control from the road it would allow. With her breaks behaving as stubborn
|
1768119
|
They both have an annoying habit. She talks to him while she's in another room, and he doesn't answer because he can't hear what she's saying.
|
176811
|
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…
|
176863
|
I often thought about touching those slippery flames between my thumb and index finger.
|
176812
|
And I just want to say that my morning song is better than yours. I want you to hear it buzzing in me like an old radiator. I want you to do what you’ve done before. To press your ear against the skin and listen for the static.
|
176811
|
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
|
176862
|
They stood at the intersection waiting for the light to change so they could cross the highway.
|
17671910
|
The jail, where I stayed for 48 hours, gave me enough information to write a 180-page book, something I resisted setting out upon due to the insult of it.
|
17671714
|
...the astonishing discovery...
|
176788
|
Doorface has a door for a face. Thus his name. He was born with it. The door in his face, not his name. No one is born with a name. The naming comes later.Doorface finds his unusual physiognomy mildly inconvenient. People keep trying to enter his head. No one likes it when…
|
176722
|
That's what friends told him.He looks at the unpacked boxes around the apartment, hoping he hadn't packed any of her stuff in his haste.
|
176743
|
I. When my lips mouth yours where they are…
|
176711
|
Once, when I had not talked to you in a long time, I woke with your name in my mouth.
|
176782
|
|
176776
|
Now, the Midwest was ashes. The oceans were covered with hydroponics plant growth.
|
176772
|
French pee runs stronger, less minty. In France the world' a pissoir.
|
1767109
|
"Lately I've been thinking a baby's the only way I might be able to hang on to you."
|
176700
|
Incredibly he began to picture in his mind a scene not related at all to his frenzied search but of a huge plate of apple pie a la mode with the vanilla ice cream melting in streams like cool lava down the side of the pie and off of the plate.
|
176701
|
I watch my brother carry her into the hospital, and I love him with parts of myself I didn’t know were capable of love. I love my brother with the space behind my eyes, the skin between my fingers, the ends of my hair, the crease in my neck. I love him wi
|
