1891 3 2
|
Harold Smithe awoke that Tuesday morning precisely at 6 am. He did this every day for as long as he could remember. Even on the weekends when his schedule varied. Well, varied slightly. He lay in bed trying to wake up and mulled over the things he needed to accomplish for…
|
1891104
|
So, like I said. Da. I have dealt with the men, when I was a lap dancer. The men they need the….manipulations. I have good hands. They want me to see them naked, their power. Here it is only the women. The massage, the facial, the waxing...
|
189083
|
love notes yellowed through the years
|
189066
|
Little rambling soul,/kind guest, friend: leave me laughing,/pallid stiff, and bare.
|
1890119
|
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.
|
189065
|
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…
|
189000
|
June Day sprinted with urgency through the halls of the Armistice. Whenever she passed a window looking out into space, if it wasn't already covered, she didn't bother looking out, but not because of her hurry; no one did anymore. She was young, but the…
|
18902714
|
Your writing offended the editors greatly, and we would select certain word choices we disliked, but we truly hated every word, including mere articles, prepositions, and conjunctions.
|
189098
|
“No one ever notices everything: but sometimes it happens, when no one is noticing everything, everyone misses the same thing in the same moment . . ."
|
189010
|
Artie invited me to go with him to pick out a Halloween Pumpkin for the house. I had recently moved into a communal living situation and we were still getting to know each other. Artie was the kind of person who made a special occasion out of ordinary life. Why…
|
189000
|
“Have you heard about Lucius?” The lawyer turned to the carpenter. “They say he's gone mad. Just gone; the madness of the gods.” Sitting in the barbershop were the former two, one in his forties and the other of his fifties; a gray-haired…
|
188900
|
—with spinster goddesses in the middle of things / circling looms.
|
1889129
|
What happened later that evening is unclear. When Mickey got back to his quarters, he was in good spirits. Buoyant even.
|
18891310
|
the ugliness will not be denied
|
188922
|
I got to Victoria station at quarter to eleven on a Friday with nothing but a small leather bag and the vague idea of getting out of London.
|
188900
|
His mouth smiled but his icy eyes did not. "You like it?," he asked with a thin deflated voice. "Old family recipe. Enjoy."
|
188945
|
PORNOGRAPHY First He went across the floor to where she sat. One sleeve of her shirt dropped to show her shoulder, salted and brown. One hundred fish filled the wave. Now, he said. Now is now. Second The car wouldn't…
|
188965
|
They’re persistent, I’ll give them that. They keep coming. And coming and coming.
|
188952
|
The courtroom smelled a lot like mold and it was hot as you could imagine. I sweated through my shirt and wondered if he wasn’t dying under his robe. He looked down at me from his bench and I just knew he was going to call me a commie and sentence me to l
|
188922
|
This is a wife pregnant with spiders
|
1888129
|
The bus is late; the papers disappear.
The china breaks, and the suit does not fit.
|
1888218
|
|
18881514
|
it was your hands—caked
with years-old clay & quaking
from too much solitude
|
18881210
|
Poor kid. She didn't mean to leave my business card on her kitchen counter next to the telephone. It was a mistake.
|
188898
|
The giant hurled threats and insults. He brandished a knife that was a foot long.
|
18881011
|
The man of a thousand faces was defunct.
|
1888189
|
feathered waves of tangerine peach
|
188841
|
“He spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze, and now Jimmy Buffet is dead.” —Brian Williams, NBC Nightly News “Jimmy Buffet—beloved parrot-head singer-songwriter—has given up his search for that lost shaker of salt. He…
|
188700
|
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
|
188710
|
and we got the apartment, which was on a street that backed up on an alley situated, as it turned out, right across the alley from the very first Hari Krishna house, where they would wake up at four every morning and begin their maddening chanting: Hari K
|
