1955 7 6
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2. humility You know what silly does? Silly guarantees that you will enjoy the moment as the moment for the moment. Clowns make fun of silly. Isn't that ironic? They are in essence the opposite of their own image. That's why so many people see them as evil--because you…
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1955 18 17
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Buddy was in a garage band. They were pretty good. “Soul Harbor“ they called themselves.
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1955 6 5
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This is Jorge. He was a good little monkey. And always curious.Like the time he and his friend, the man in the amarillo sombrero, had to fly to Japan. *Jorge sat by the window. Watched the ground get further away. Until they were above the clouds. He looked out…
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1955 0 0
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Until it happens to you, and I hope, and you should pray, that it never does, you cannot appreciate the consolation of believing that your are merely losing your mind.
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1955 8 5
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"There is something in the air. It makes people sick, makes them want to die. They
cannot inhale too deeply for fear that it will turn them mad."
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1955 1 1
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We brought flowers for our dead lovers
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1955 3 1
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There’s no training course available for kids in love. You can watch your parents, you can watch other kids, but for the most part it’s all trial and error, and I'm still pretty shaky at almost all of it.
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1955 29 13
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Cinnamon and smoke
infuse the days that shorten,
chill, accelerate.
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1954 15 12
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Leonard didn't know that cute girl well, hardly at all, but he really wanted to. She was his first real crush in Junior High. He got his chance and talked to her some one day while they were walking down the hall between classes. She actually spoke to him first. The bell…
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1954 2 1
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She persisted. “How long have we been here?”
A note of anger crept into his voice. “How long? How long? Why …, why ….” He swallowed hard, realized he had forgotten.
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1954 4 0
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Lifting a pear wedge to my lips, I hesitate and dip it into my bourbon instead. I notice a tiny sphere of liquid, suspended, glistening with the flame of the candle. The sweet, subtle scent tantalizes my senses. Careless, sticky fingers bring movement.…
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1954 0 0
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Solomon just makes people leak. Literally.
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1954 2 0
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We all have friends that would drop everything to save us. It’s the times we don’t need help that they’re not nearly as attentive.
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1954 5 4
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A man with bleeding hands at the back door of Out of the Closet
this morning asked me for the bride and groom figurines at the
top of my donation box
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1954 11 7
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The world knows how to make you smile. I'm certain, but it's your own unique grin that they want for themselves. It's always been their perfect prize to horde. The trouble of course comes from wanting something that only exists in…
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1953 17 10
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“What are you doing, Maestro?"
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1953 21 8
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1953 17 4
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It was in the spring of 1958 when I first arrived in Kobe, Japan, traveling aboard a Norwegian merchant ship, looking to make movies on a limited budget. Superior quality cameras, lenses, and film were being produced in Japan at a fraction of the cost for similar products…
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1953 12 12
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1953 4 6
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The thing that really gets you about the house is the hurricane shutters. They're up already, even though it's the end of May, because Buck's uncle is back in Rhode Island for the summer and he's prepped the house on Key Largo like Armageddon is coming.
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1953 3 3
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She went up first, I followed, a respectful three paces behind. Now, I know what you’re thinking: I was perfectly placed to steal a quick, if innocent, glance, and she would never see. The house is a center hall colonial, and there are no mirrors on the s
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1953 4 2
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“Really? And you write…?” asked her breasts in the black dress, making excellent eye contact. He smiled at them.
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1953 9 4
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The truth about the bird and the snake is this. They are dead. And me? I cannot stop thinking about them.
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1952 6 6
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When she finally arrived it was like a cello playing inside me
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1952 0 0
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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
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1952 7 5
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skies electric blue,/limpid dewy air, the world/framed by a small farm.
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1952 14 10
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are my only real friends. They don't seem to mind my shuffling down the dirty sidewalks without acknowledging their mere scraggly presences like friendly tombstones. They are growing their hair out again. I've noticed that much. We've got a…
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1952 5 2
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And the voodoo pins pinged as, folding and imploding, she was reduced to a petro-chemical puddle.
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1952 4 4
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A man on the sidewalk dressed as a hot dog hits a triangle dinner bell with a clang and yells for everyone to come and eat at Hot Dog Hot Dog. We were feeling more like fish and chips or spicy pulled pork, but there's something about how…
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1952 10 11
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The man of a thousand faces was defunct.
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