1564 6 5
|
the names / she carried (within)
|
156463
|
There was something about her eyes that he couldn't shake.
He stood in line, waiting for his chicken finger tenders and one large size 32 oz. cola. No salad (a childhood aversion he had never abandoned), and no mashed potatoes. Friday night and the eve
|
1564105
|
"Some Purgatory in order, innit?"
|
156460
|
The two walked around, taking in all the classics: the imported Russian matryoshka dolls of varying styles and bright colors; spinning tops, red Radio Flyer wagons, kaleidoscopes, and wooden yo-yo's invoked memories of Christmases past. The hand-stitched
|
1564109
|
Now comfy is as comfy does, but when sleeping strange, please accept a wide range of cradle, crib, cave.
|
15641714
|
This morning I heard her downstairs trying to get away silently. I knew she would write a short goodbye note. I knew it would tell me her reason for leaving —she had to be free of my indifference. I dressed, finished my coffee, backed out of the driveway and went to…
|
156385
|
When the malady struck and the world fell dark at noon, she and I groped the walls and found our front door. Outside, bewildered, we heard the whine of jets in free-fall, explosions in the imagined distance. And we heard a car — or was it a truck that veered…
|
156374
|
I can take you away, away, away.
|
156386
|
|
15631312
|
|
156384
|
When Roger was small his two favorite toys were a tiny, squat doll called Care and a rubber millipede.
|
156211
|
I am in the hallway, but I don’t sense it. That is to say: I don’t feel my body. I am like a phantom, a limbless entity floating, flailing.
|
156200
|
“We all come out from Gogol's 'Overcoat'," said Dostoevsky. Well, sometimes, I think otherwise.
|
156200
|
Scribble something basic with traces of spectacular,pen every pint of pain spilled during the massacrewhittle the convoluted down to the vernacularboiled the whole story, now you got everybody crackin' upnow step back from the business like, “man, that's wack as…
|
156299
|
Requires one of those leaps.
|
1562103
|
Kitchen.
sandwich.
wife.
daughter.
|
156254
|
But no matter how we died, we all end up here, in the Meadowlark Children's Cemetery.
|
15621513
|
San Bruno avenue, six shops in eight blocks. Those Vietnamese ladies thrive on the pedicure trade.
|
15621211
|
Coward, cuckold, she taunts: So be it. He's not a young man anymore, nor as clever as he once was, or thought.
|
156230
|
His mouth went dry, but he managed to say, coolly, “Just how would you like me to do that, Sandra?”
|
1562189
|
|
156211
|
I don’t personally know any models—let alone any supermodels—at this point in my life but some years back my father, who was working for the Woolite Corporation, was in charge of hiring models for them.
|
156200
|
I would be the mortal to hand justice to God. It wouldn’t come in the form of steel from a blade or by gun powder of a revolver, but by my disbelief...
|
1561102
|
I had no portent this would occur, /
Ne'er did I see this happening, /
Not days before, nor those coming;
|
156130
|
“Listen, Mother – you’re my ticket out of this burg and I’m not about to cash it in!”
|
156152
|
We lay in what we have made, minute fleshy bullets in the target we have made.
|
156101
|
A blonde girl, her youth evident beneath a cosmetic mask of bruised eye shadow and plum lipstick, claims the seat beside me on a train. A radiant six month-old gazes out from her hip, awe-struck at life, as my own son must have been at that age. I never e
|
1561114
|
I have an appointment set for the day after next; you said you thought you might be firing blanks and then I feel a kick into my chest—two kicks, three, seven at least—my cat is going crazy at the stinky tom outside the window and the birds are waking, sc
|
15613020
|
We are moments away from the end, and it feels like it.
|
15611310
|
Fortunately, when the bird hits the sliding glass doors in our den, I know what to do.
|
