1816 3 1
|
the future wrapped up in a dream
|
1816 9 7
|
I stand at the edge of the water naked as a newborn. Tiny ripples lick my toes.
|
1816 0 0
|
an ominous figure of fear and grace a ball moves back and forth
|
1815 2 0
|
a store called ROCKING FROCKS. In its window was a black tee shirt that said in big white letters, I'M NOT A SLUT, I'M WITH THE BAND.
|
1815 3 3
|
In a corner of a neighbor’s land too stony to till Cob makes a mystery.
|
1815 12 3
|
I'm explicating Emily Dickinson when the alarm starts: three long, two short. Lockdown mode. Only there was nothing in the staff bulletin about a drill. So I tell the students to get down on the floor, away from the window. I open the classroom door and lock it from…
|
1815 0 0
|
And Mickey said to the reporter, "I wrote a play for Richard. It is the wild play I performed with Richard. I think he will like this shit."
|
1815 6 2
|
After she died, clearing out her safe deposit box at the local bank, I found more numberplates.
|
1815 14 7
|
where is the magic at?
the spit
the dirt
or the words?
|
1815 16 10
|
|
1815 6 4
|
He had stared at the back of his neck for so long that images of his nape flashed into view randomly throughout the day like interfering signals from a station just out of reach, DESIRE CHANNEL, or something, reminding him of his skewed priorities, his fa
|
1815 29 13
|
Cinnamon and smoke
infuse the days that shorten,
chill, accelerate.
|
1814 5 3
|
Hunger only makes people hungry, but bad hair can ruin your whole day.
|
1814 7 4
|
"Merry Christmas, Willie."
|
1814 8 8
|
I can confirm nothing/
but impressions of the world//
that appear beyond my/
body’s reach.
|
1814 8 6
|
Here I am in the city where we walked side by side, you had driven a great distance and lost your way somewhere where exits left the highway from both directions and unpredictably.
|
1814 5 5
|
While the other kids blew bubbles, Maddy clung to my neck. She didn't cry or scream, and she held on loosely, not with the death grip some kids have. For five Wednesday afternoons, Maddy wrapped her pudgy arms over my shoulders and rested her bottom on m
|
1814 10 9
|
It was all I was convinced / in designing the encounter.
|
1814 22 14
|
I thought each day died inside the clock.
|
1814 0 0
|
The latest teen abuse of an ordinary household item? Late-night “lint roller” parties at which boys and girls engage in heavy “feel-up” sessions that can lead to unwanted pregnancies, white slavery and in extreme cases, marriage.
|
1814 9 4
|
A jollier zombie you shall never find. You must trust me on this!
|
1814 4 4
|
My head was swimming with nicotine, the coldness of the first snow, and unfinished love thoughts.
|
1814 11 9
|
He asked me to bury him in Vegas.
Instead, I had him cremated in Trenton.
|
1814 1 2
|
It wasn’t funny. It wasn’t scary. It wasn’t great. And it never is with people.
Except..eventually..when you meet the right person..it is.
|
1814 5 3
|
The thing was, though, she couldn’t shake the image of that dead dog she had found inside the black trash bag she thought could be first base, right before the twins said, Screw the game, let’s swing.
|
1813 1 0
|
"I always disliked such display of religious fervor. I dislike religious fervor. Period."
|
1813 3 2
|
Matthias Fenstermacher loved onions, but hated slicing them, and so he labored to produce a tearless variety. His first attempt was indeed tearless--instead of weeping, the slicer was overcome by fits of uncontrollable giggles. The potential hazard was
|
1813 26 13
|
|
1813 15 13
|
We lived on the edge of a tiny Iowa town, and picked corn fields were steps away.
|
1813 13 10
|
I see my siblings once a year when we all show up, as if required by law, to eat Thanksgiving dinner. It is apparent with every bite how much they hate each other.
|