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

I remember ...all the teenagers offered no-longer favored CDs, last year's cell phones, third-place trophies, team jerseys, played-out videogame cartridges, and candy-colored miniature stuffed animals...

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.

Whenever Mommy was gone, Josh Forcett's father made him eat staples, often by the spoonful.

Oh no, here is that Whitman man I’ve heard he is a bounder. Don’t look his way or catch his eye- Just get another round, dear.

where is the magic at? the spit the dirt or the words?

the air is a fierce tangerine tonight

“If they look that good in shorts.” I warned him once, in a candid, humorous moment, “Then they’re probably too young for you to look at.”

“Ol’ Betty has a nice set of headlights,” he says with a wink as he springs out of the recliner.

The Viper turns so quickly that Father's grabbing hand now faces its head instead of its tail.

Freshly fucked, Shirley exhaled enjoying the lingering sensations. She always felt lighter after a good orgasm, and this had been one for the record books.

What's the weirdest thing you've ever used as a bookmark? I work in a library. I've seen that, and more.

My ride, my good friend Morning was due any minute, but of course, he/she was always late. My costume was a dog. I was stuck to another dog, in the act of passion. A stuffed one. A basset hound. I said my name was Lightning.

She can never say why, but guilt rides her bones like the spirit. She rubs worry raw.

He thought the scarab was bad luck. I knew too little about omens to argue.