Most read stories

Writer's Envy

14301430 views66 comments55 favs

You may think you've tasted envy, but yours was just a sour sip of wine at a civilized wine-tasting. Mine is bottom-shelf, well-brand gin in a biker bar with miss-the-urinal piss stains on the floor.

The Longfellow Bridge Diaries: Part 1

14301430 views22 comments00 favs

I dared to dream whether she was coming or was she going

Courage Under Fire

14301430 views55 comments33 favs

Once upon a time, my friend and I met a nanny pushing a baby carriage and reading an e-book. She wore a plaid dress, blue stockings and a white barrette. A set of wrinkles marred her tanned brow. Multitasking seemed too hard on her. Inside the carriage

Beamers

14301430 views22 comments00 favs

I try again. "You can make a big cup by putting your hands and fingers together, see?" He glares at me. "A giant could make a big cup," he says. "A giant could make a giant cup." I thought so before, and I’ll say it again. A little genius.

palisades

14301430 views66 comments66 favs

Driving up to the Palisades after 9/11 for a meteor shower

The Poetry of Wallace Stevens' Secretary

14301430 views66 comments44 favs

What in the name of God’s green earth does this say? “Chifferobe if you can of Aztec in coffee can”?

Potsdamer Strasse #2

14301430 views33 comments22 favs

Beautiful kids in sunglasses dashed around as colourful as jars of mixed fruit in the warm air of a midsummer’s night drinking on the riverbank, the bar sheltered under a crusty wooden shack, the sight was stunning in the twilight before the sun rose.

In Small Packages

14301430 views22 comments11 fav

Linus had it right with the security blanket he held like a beloved pet swan. Geneva had it all wrong with a pastel-colored music box, painted with impressionist-styled daisies and tied up in gold-ribbed pink bow. But it had come from her grandmother. Her

Four Out of Seven

14301430 views22 comments11 fav

Four nights out of sevenI will lay with youFour nights out of sevenIt's the best I can do In the day, we will bake our breadAt night, ha, we will break our bed!Four nights out of seven, I will be with you

care & danger

14301430 views88 comments44 favs

When Roger was small his two favorite toys were a tiny, squat doll called Care and a rubber millipede.

Faker

14301430 views1212 comments1111 favs

Jesus came strolling by in his sandally Jesus foot sandals.

Portrait of a Sunday Afternoon

14301430 views33 comments22 favs

Your grandmother has gotten old, in that way where one day you wake up, and you realize that someone you've been looking at your whole life suddenly looks different. That hands which used to gently place band-aids on scraped knees are…

Salt Thought

14291429 views2020 comments1616 favs

The custard of eternity is scooped into the quantum cone of knowledge and drips out the bottom one lifetime at a time.

bird

14291429 views1212 comments1212 favs

Your mother is a great and dying bird. Once, she tended her grand feathered nest. Once, she preened.

Conjugal Love

14291429 views11 comment00 favs

Either they got married in the church dressed in their mothers’ bridal gowns, gaudy and ancient dresses with off-white lace faded from years of hanging in the attic, or they snuck down to city hall...

Dropped stones, skimmed skin

14291429 views1313 comments66 favs

Skim. The stone slipped across the top of the water. The sea was a battleship grey with a liver of cerulean, foaming at the lips its puckered kisses smacking on the shore.

Robert hires a lawyer

14281428 views11 comment00 favs

His lawyer, with looming, supermodel good looks, had a mild case of Tourette's. She would be talking to you and then there would be a little tic and her head would bob slightly to the left, and her eyes would go a little blank, and then this very strange

Protect

14281428 views33 comments11 fav

The fabric on the waiting room chairs is stained and matted, but has been cleaned over and over.

Tango

14281428 views00 comments00 favs

By the end of the evening, a dark circle of sweat stained the overstretched satin over her dome of a belly. José told her to take it easy. “When people come to a tango bar, they want to think about sex, not babies.”

Remember the Maine

14281428 views99 comments99 favs

He remembered waking up on those lazy summer days hearing the sad song of mourning doves.

I used to think the sun was the moon

14281428 views55 comments22 favs

I imagined the sun to be the moon and discovered it was not on a road trip in California where I noticed the sun on one side and the moon on the other.

The balloon of you

14281428 views1717 comments1313 favs

and the mass exceeds the buoyancy/ and gravity pulls you back,

Pretend

14281428 views1414 comments77 favs

Linear Critic

14281428 views1111 comments88 favs

8) An exercise online calls for the first sentence on page 45 of the book nearest you as a suggested description of your love life. The book 9) nearest me still is _The Quarterly_, 1, spring 1987, that I have on my desk in preparing to write an essay.

B00bs

14281428 views00 comments00 favs

They stride the earth of their own accord, knocking down bridges, buildings— obliterating whole towns with each pendulous swing...

In the Path of Mary

14281428 views1414 comments88 favs

She walks ahead, dropping matches as she goes. Grassland is consumed by flames and when I arrive all is wasted.

Pectoralis Minor

14281428 views11 comment11 fav

Her thumbs tucked beneath the waistline of her pants, slightly pulling them down to expose the eternity between belly button and bliss. I looked up at her as I slid my tongue along the rail of her hip, sucking at its point.

The Nanny

14281428 views22 comments11 fav

     In the dark, alone after she was gone, he would whisper her name into his pillow and fight the tears more out of shear exhaustion than anything else. He had mourned for her even before she had passed, as he watched helpless while the disease marched slowly and…

Solar

14281428 views11 comment11 fav

Trollo Martinez was wearing a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses and an old LA Community College T-Shirt. He needed to find some water so he could down the 5milligram tab of Ritalin in the palm of his hand.

Playing Possum

14281428 views22 comments22 favs

"You're going to have to call me 'dead eye' after I get this possum."