Each drip off the corrugated plastic sheeting made a tinny sound that he could hear from deep within the damp sleeping bag and layers of blankets where he was trying to sleep.

stole

At the third or fourth discotheque I drink so much I accidentally find myself happy.

Afterward, at the motel, I asked her why she liked sex so much, and she said she liked the taste.

Burger King has rekindled Flame, its $4 broiled-meat-scented spray.

Linus had it right with the security blanket he held like a beloved pet swan. Geneva had it all wrong with a pastel-colored music box, painted with impressionist-styled daisies and tied up in gold-ribbed pink bow. But it had come from her grandmother. Her

One night he woke up with Underdog laying next to him, breathing softly. He marveled at how fiction could make reality so much better.

That dog again; enduring love.

There won't be dancing, anymore. That isn't true, that can't be true; but there is no floor to dance on, you know?

so I tighten hands with my castaway and say/you failed to impress in your folded peacock dress

You may think you've tasted envy, but yours was just a sour sip of wine at a civilized wine-tasting. Mine is bottom-shelf, well-brand gin in a biker bar with miss-the-urinal piss stains on the floor.

I have always admired flat-chested women.

lol romney

The water rolls gently this evening, barely touching my toes before retreating. The tide has been going out for over an hour and already there are several victims – crustaceans, spider crabs, minnows.

drips of blood vegetal