1900 4 0
|
“Hey,” I begin, a naughty smile breaking across my face before I can get to the punchline, “Want to drive around flipping off anyone with a Romney bumper sticker?”
Kaleb chuckles and beams at me. It seems everyone likes a good girl turned naughty.
|
190087
|
We want our lives even-cut, …
|
190097
|
we wipe the blood of our progress
from our hands.
|
19001512
|
(I'd appreciate some feedback on this very weird story.) A Frosted Mini Wheat walks in to a bar...
|
190052
|
I considered explaining that the universe is still evolving and changing, but the look on her face said GENESIS ONE.
|
190055
|
|
190053
|
I opened my switchblade mouth and sliced
through the scab of silence.
|
19001210
|
|
19002217
|
While you can,/
find the beautiful
|
189911
|
“I scheduled some time today to talk to you about something…something important. Since you’re going on with your life, leaving everything you’ve known so far, you’re going to need some information about sex.”
|
189965
|
So she started sneaking into people’s houses in the middle of the night. She’d just sit in the kitchen for an hour or so, and just feel the peace. Never took anything or got into anything. Just sat there silently.
|
189932
|
The snake-like veins began to pulsate angrily, and viciously about his body. Quickly he rose up about the girl. His heart was now pounding rapidly against his chest. Outstretched, were his wings, the width of the balcony, white and decrepit and old, yet s
|
1899149
|
Maybe tonight, maybe next week,/
maybe only in my waking dreams,/
I’ll teach another lesson-
|
189931
|
[ETIQUETTE ... DECORUM ... BOUNDARIES ... BAH!]
|
18991715
|
With such a world/
one must invent a heaven
|
189984
|
He was ready for the rub. Tense. She could always tell. The legs, the shuffles. He had to be frantic before he would come to her, his own wife. Vanity, fright. She could read him like a book open on the table, turn his pages the way a fish flakes. "It's comfort night,…
|
189901
|
I am reaching out at you, to you from the nest. From the nest, please come to the nest, to see me and to hear my life story. From the nest I go, and then I arrive at the nest, suddenly, just in time to be…
|
18991514
|
I bear the wrong gin. Your air conditioner runs cold. It is either frigid or off, the gauge broken. You are not too old to overlook these things. You can't be choosy, but you will never beg. Just an occasional choice as you settle into this…
|
189800
|
“It's going to be hitting around the mid-90's tomorrow” said the television expert. “So what? Like 1995?” “Maybe, perhaps even '96” “Does this mean I should break out my Backstreet Boys record?” …
|
189886
|
We are prisoners of anticipation.
|
189813
|
"Carl, do you think we can fit all of our furniture into that red house?" Jeanne asks. She wonders how easily you could burn a red house down, if a claw foot tub will melt or be left standing in a field of black grass. He reaches for her hair, the dizzy smell…
|
18982510
|
Tendering these stalks, making the pie, heralds me a holder of apron strings...
|
189885
|
|
18981816
|
I keep encouraging him to write stories not poems, but I think he enjoys writing things that don’t fit together. Things that stumble.
|
189741
|
She heard mortar fire, whose percussive power rose above the tapping typewriter keys. A perspiration of terror broke on Loretta’s brow, under her arms. Then suddenly, the whistling of shells.
|
1897106
|
|
1897136
|
Q: This name in Basque means “owns a new house.” A: What is “Xavier”?
|
1897206
|
She lifts her head, nose heavenward. There’s a wet spot on my dress from our lovemaking, its aroma as heady as Claudine’s bouillabaisse. I hope she smells it.
|
189700
|
He came to us with wandering tales of wild things
Savage, biting, slashing, tearing
A violent voice boomed becoming of beasts
|
1897112
|
I watched you knee deep in water with a little boy you were hitting.
|
