1678 3 3
|
I can't take it bird by bird because I have neither.
|
167854
|
Dear Conrad,
If you cannot control your dog’s barking I’ll rig up a loud speaker facing the general direction of your house, and every time your mutt starts howling at the moon, I’ll start playing “It’s a Small World (After All)” at top volume on the p
|
167876
|
I read it all wrong. In writing her novel, I thought Marilynne Robinson was writing about twins — writing, in some way, about me. Instead, these characters, Lucille and Ruthie, were standard sisters, one older than the other. In fact, Robinson explains th
|
167873
|
I did do one nice thing for you
|
167886
|
Mrs. L. was sitting on a love seat in her nightgown. She was sitting in a man’s lap....
|
167821
|
Looming ahead was another polite suburban party at which, after a couple of pops, I'd say something that embarrasses my wife in front of her girlfriends. Or so she claims.
|
167885
|
It's good enough. Spacious. Then the cards but I am not for cards. Sasha directs the people, helping them, at ease and happy even. Strangers that have found a common denominator in games. A brotherhood and sisterhood I can't understand. I watch. I see green…
|
167833
|
The questions we ask ourselves define who we are as a culture. “What is the meaning of life?” “Is there a God?” “Does anybody really know what time it is?” “Where the hell did I put my car keys?” To see what…
|
167843
|
The Rapture comes and goes unannounced in carbonated soda bubbles spicing the air.
|
167874
|
They were
obviously having
some secret
beach affair.
|
167764
|
Sleep never fades away quickly. It has to be shaken off, layer by layer, before reality can reach you. That is the way every morning works for me. There are some days when I will sit at the edge of my bed for almost an hour, shedding remnants of dreams
|
167721
|
I don't care much for Joking, which is not to say that I don't care at all for Joking, just that I don't care much. I would say, if I had to say, that I care for Joking about as much as I care for a cousin, not a close cousin, one I have a genuine frien
|
167710
|
She took a deep breath. Last night, she said, Who was the woman?
|
16771810
|
I loved without marriage and the men loved without divorce and we loved a twenty-four-year-old eating and how gracious she shone over a tame bottle of beer.
|
16771311
|
It’s possible to forgive the past its trespasses / stop seeing the future as a threat, reimagine / the present as a goal.
|
167700
|
Gravity? What does that have to do with writing or with this improbable tether of blue marbles?
|
1677139
|
No king of Ithaca, but of each/
whining, banging, dust–clouded island/
of focused, physical work
|
167700
|
Takashi and Hideki stared at the pool of grey Mana. A scientist carefully contained some of the mist into a container.
|
167741
|
A heart which is alive despite everything in the world that wants to deaden it.
|
167700
|
Dominic would show them all. That stupid "Welcome to Bessemer" sign was his. It was the pride of the whole damn town. No other target would do.It was the dead of night, and Dominic rode his bike to the town line. He briefly considered spray painting something vulgar over…
|
167775
|
On a trail, Richard and I came upon a saguaro cactus that had dried in the shape of a human figure. Its arms were lifted and its back was stooped. I said, “It looks like my mother.”
|
167700
|
At 7:30 that evening my brother knocked on Parker's front door. When I went to let him in, sweat was running off Darrell's head like he'd been hit by a water balloon. The air was absolutely unmoving, and there was the smell of tar from the asphalt in th
|
167743
|
The songs that she used to sing to him still dance in his head while he wrangles equations. The stars in the cosmos spell out her name.
|
1677168
|
But his muscles fluttered and off he flew
leaving the stink of barnyard on the sheets.
|
167700
|
Bobby took one out and looked at the date. "July 1965. Does that mean anything to you, Ma? Carla, T.J.?" Bobby handed the paper to my mother. "Why don't you spread it out on the counter to see if you can find something that he might have wanted…
|
1677149
|
everything moved in circles
like the music, the booze and the drugs
|
16771610
|
Shadows are so admirable in film noir
less so on x-rays and mammograms
|
167700
|
From Berlin to Arcturus. I squeeze Sevigny’s wrist, wish Izzy could be here, but she’s melting salt in Utah. We were on our way to Los Angeles. I’ve booked the horror room.
|
167700
|
Nurse Smithers straightened Dr. Baumgartner’s feathered head dress. it had slipped down below the caduceus so carefully painted on his forehead by the medical ritual staff.
|
1676146
|
She drinks a chocolate martini. I fold myself up and slide into her pocket.
|
