1606 13 4
|
Here are a few tips/instructions to help you out (though I'm sure you'll do just fine by yourself!):Getting to the Apt.:If you're coming from Riverside, you'll want to turn onto Magnolia. So, if you're coming from north to south on Riverside, that means you'll want to turn…
|
1606109
|
Strike me down hard, bolt of pure blue, laser focus square, blast of hydrogen nuclear, knock me on the keister, blind me down, oh Lordy Lord Lord.
|
160684
|
I awake one morning to find that still,
the leaves continue to fall.
|
16061611
|
|
16061410
|
When we take Vengeance,/
shave and shower him,/
deodorize and scent him,/
clothe him in a starched shirt
|
1606107
|
I reached for that hair and the air zagged white...
|
1605119
|
My wife is making lunch. I suggest leftover pizza. We are going over to the neighbor’s house for pizza tonight, my wife says. I tell her that’s okay. I like pizza.
|
160522
|
I've never really been impressed with authors that write long teary-eyed novels about people dying of terrible diseases or uplifting stories about the armless boy who made the wrestling team.
|
160510
|
It’s the small stuff. Always. A conversation with a stranger, brief yet so connected it overwhelms you. These encounters can move me beyond my reality, little reminders that, if you just crack the window a little, something very special can blow in.
|
160510
|
[He] practiced aromatherapy and licentiousness, in no particular order.
|
160596
|
Some nights you really feel it.
|
16051211
|
Bag worms hang in their cloudy white hammocks. This is the month of webs when long-bodied yellow and black spiders sign their autographs.
|
160573
|
Her skirt is so short, said the teenage girls to each other. I was 7 years old. I said: she looks like a slut. They laughed; I blushed. Later, the slut smiled at me. I tried to find the teenage girls but they were gone. I wanted to say: it's actually a pair of…
|
160544
|
Both his parents saved their pent up Puritan pasts to fill his ears with brimstone clichés.
"Idle time is the devil's playground", he would tell me, scrunching up his face, stuffing it full of meat lovers pizza.
|
1605103
|
When she was nineteen, she began to brew a baby in her belly. She named it, and sang to it, and organized the leftover hand-me-downs that hadn't been worn ragged through by the first seven sets of recipients.
|
160521
|
She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness.
|
160500
|
What's the protocol for telling people your spouse has cancer? How do you tell your son, your friends, your co-workers? How do you tell your mother? How do you tell her mother?
|
160520
|
‘Just get out of bed,’ I reply. ‘It looks like the fairies have been at your head. You should turn your clothes inside out. Put out a biscuit. Ring a bell. Buy a rooster; or a recording of it crowing. It will keep the sprites at bay.
|
160575
|
—You must be joking, he laughed.
|
160554
|
He reveled in the chase, giddy when just out of arm’s reach. When to catch him, that was the question.
|
16052111
|
Guys on safari wearing safari jackets shoot things all day, things with funny names …
|
160400
|
I found him dead underneath a sycamore tree. I knew it was a sycamore tree because of all the acorns surrounding the body.
|
160487
|
Tender veterinarian, even if you weren't so tall, or your eyes so warm, or your fingers so long, or if you didn't bend over my sick cat with such astounding grace, or shoot those quick, intense glances at me, I'd have woven dreams while in your uncommon presence. Vulnerable…
|
160400
|
oh, sure i’m still running around like a heads-up/off/prophet/profit/fit trying to cut off my very own de/(con)instruction and all other sordid a•void•able & available/a-Babel towers of post &toastmodern doom/daze
|
160466
|
Ok, so I’m sitting here trying to write through a frigging cold. And I. . .Oops, . . . . . . wait a sec!. . . I’m stopped, astounded, stunned between coughing my left lung clear over my keyboard and watching it flopping on the back of my desk. . .
|
160495
|
The border crossing at El Paso will soon be arriving. I'm apprehensive about Mexico, all the violence.
|
160411
|
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.
|
160344
|
The last of your tenuous septum dissolves when you press the nozzle of the neti pot against it.
|
160332
|
fate is an illusion we use to ease the terror of our mortality
|
160330
|
His mouth went dry, but he managed to say, coolly, “Just how would you like me to do that, Sandra?”
|
