Most read stories

Wanderer

17091709 views66 comments33 favs

There’s an unending parade of drifters, outlaws and crazies and I always have to watch my back, but, then again, that’s nothing new.

Beyond Steps that Falter

17091709 views1111 comments66 favs

I might wish I was anything including some dust on the shelf where maybe I might blow away unseen like the coming of rust

Not Making Heads or Tales

17091709 views1717 comments1717 favs

Something about shadows and last time and driving.

The Opposite of Remember is Demember

17091709 views22 comments00 favs

No matter how you do it, forgetting something doesn’t mean as much once you’ve forgotten.

Teleprompts

17091709 views1818 comments1010 favs

In what appears to have been a coordinated, coast-to-coast attack, country clubs across America were attacked last night with firebombs and heavy contaminations of herbicides.

His Father’s Statement

17091709 views33 comments33 favs

He didn't want to read his father's statement. Yet still he lingered, poised over the kitchen table, where his father had left it.

On the Bench (Matthew III)

17091709 views1414 comments77 favs

turn your face

So Comes Love

17091709 views33 comments22 favs

Her students read their work aloud in class, haltingly, sometimes proudly, and their willingness amazed Miriam. They were immigrants and retirees, carpenters, security guards, Indian nannies, Iranian escapees. She loved their odd word choices, the lack of editorial impulse.…

Prurient

17091709 views11 comment11 fav

I like him. I really, really like him in a way that I don’t like guys, not anymore, not after all the dirty lies into get in my pants, the dirtier lies to get out of them later, the indignities and the humiliations and the disappointments.

Ukai

17091709 views11 comment22 favs

If it weren't for the different lengths of dock, I would think the river just goes past me. Maybe it does, and the banks move too. Orderly where the clouds are random. I have cormorants, passengers, and salmon. They catch each other. They make my crew money. When did my…

A Night at the Opera

17091709 views1212 comments1212 favs

I picked out a book to read on the airplane. The title was The Function of the Orgasm by Wilhelm Reich.

Mythologies of Self

17081708 views2121 comments1212 favs

We lie sleepless at night, enraged,/ and finger the keyboard

The Tale Of Brave Grinelda

17081708 views11 comment11 fav

Once upon a time in the days of old There lived a poor tailor who- I am told- Did brag that his daughter Spun straw into gold!

I know everything's broken, but still I pretend

17081708 views33 comments11 fav

Rumor was their only mission was to smash all the glass in the world. They sneezed and smashed and laughed like hell.

Reckonings

17081708 views1111 comments66 favs

Even in the fading light, it looked big enough to disembowel a man.

Just Right

17081708 views11 comment00 favs

While the tea was steeping, Ms. Darcy unwrapped the package. The book was lovely. It had nice heavy paper and the print was a good size for reading. The cover was glossy and not too showy, and Ms. Darcy thought it would look just right on her shelf.

Here

17081708 views44 comments11 fav

I am reintroducing myself.

CBGB

17081708 views1616 comments88 favs

Lou Reed was sitting in CBGB, I was sitting on Greenwich Ave. and West 10th street. I didn't know him then and I didn't know him later either, but we were both there.

Arcana Magi Pure Vol.2 - c.3

17081708 views00 comments00 favs

Ahead, she heard voices. She approached very slowly, as quiet as possible. She knelt behind a pair of shrubs and peeked through a small opening.

You'll Stand At My Graveside (after Mary Elizabeth Frye).

17081708 views44 comments33 favs

Don't throw earth on bones.

The Tease

17081708 views1414 comments1212 favs

She was sick and tired of marriage. She didn't want to be a mother, but now she was.

Thoughts Recorded By My Wife and Sister Three Days After I Emerged From a Coma (Loaded on Dilaudid)

17081708 views22 comments11 fav

Bake sweet rolls and make love to your new wife, fall asleep for three years and grow a beard.

Too Late

17081708 views99 comments66 favs

He brought me kisses from New York.

Food & Treasure

17081708 views44 comments44 favs

She wakes up with rosemary.

Storm and Shelter

17081708 views66 comments22 favs

Sometimes one person's shelter is another person's storm.

Lament of the Horror Movie Marathon

17071707 views44 comments11 fav

I'm in our bed eating yesterday's pizza and chain-watching pirated foreign horror films

The Loam

17071707 views11 comment11 fav

From above we see the trampled grass circling the house. Trampled grass from where half starved alligators circled the house, hissing and issuing low moans. Half starved alligators deranged by the red skies circled the house in the late August of the last year. Beginning in…

Beneath the Light of an Exploding City

17071707 views00 comments00 favs

Under the darkness of their new city. The heave and moan of structures as they breathed and pulsed. Under the darkness of this city, under the hum of their florescent bulbs and the tumbling rattle of motorcars, the wheeze of their machines and the clank o

Living Through Fuzzy

17071707 views77 comments55 favs

They politely urged him not to get too involved with his creations.

Zimmerland

17071707 views22 comments22 favs

He was just walking along, making sure that no white, Hispanic, Native American or Asian people were doing anything illegal when he noticed the young black man walking down the street. He hadn't meant to.