1596 6 5
|
They acquire him in a bar that is famous for its shipwrecks.
|
159600
|
This is the most frustrating kind of amnesia.
|
159631
|
“Let me in,” I begged.
“No. Get back stinky feet.”
“I washed them.”
|
159621
|
It was all things considered a particularly odd sight, which Annalise did not know how to handle.
|
15961211
|
After my vasectomy, I got a T-shirt with a picture of an orange on it. It said "All Juice, No Seeds."
|
15952112
|
He would not take Prozac and talked Jesus to her as if from a bucket.
|
159551
|
Because he tells her to, she puts on a vintage Easter dress one size too small and sprawls in a circle of light on the dusty floor...
|
159521
|
The leaves were meaningless because they were no longer connected to the trees.
|
159520
|
You beckon me with an aperitif.
The Kir Royal tingles, its bubbles tickling my nose.
Its subtle black courant pulls me into your smile.
I drink from your lips the champagne-tingle of your kiss.
|
159500
|
"You look awfully familiar," said one of the corrupt oil company execs to the dark-haired man with the sunglasses and big sideburns.
|
159565
|
I dragged you that last half mile Me such a slip of a thing, one bite mark visible You the bear, your growl now only audible When you furred from kerb to road to kerb The December snow followed us Dragging Christmas red behind you As I ignored my…
|
159543
|
“106 more miles,” she said.
|
1595116
|
On my honeymoon, we went upstate to the Catskill Mountains.
|
159533
|
Tell me everything about yourself, if I could care, I can pretend, let me pretend.
|
159594
|
This guy struts and never walks, and while doing so he reads and sends text messages and emails from his smart phone and so never walks in a straight line.
|
159544
|
My father's cousin is Salem the Dead.
Famed, an infant Lazarus of Libya,
he was brought lifeless from the womb,
yet awoke to the chill of a mortuary slab.
|
159552
|
When a multinational big box furniture store opened just off the expressway outside the city selling all the same products at greatly reduced prices, they contemplated the possibility of closing their store.
|
159532
|
Von Meckel had us all go out and paint this huge red square around the Red Diaper Baby factory. Then he held a big naming rally, at noon, during our lunch break. We weren’t allowed to eat our sandwiches. There was all this pomp and circumstance. We were
|
159520
|
One day when they were sitting on the curb together at 4th Street and Mendocino Avenue in Santa Rosa and Joe was calling out to passers by in a singsong voice, “Spare change for cigs,” she had persuaded them that they should try to join the circus.
|
159500
|
“Gorgonzolla!” The remnant croaked, his eyes wild as he thrust an open hand in Jaffron's direction. A burst of energy tilted Jaffron's pod on its axis and sent it hurtling backwards...
|
159511
|
I never could run properly. It’s kinda hard when you’ve got scales all over your body and a big fat tail that gets in the way.
|
159512
|
What a beautiful day it was, what a wonderful day to lose one's mind. This is what you think going into it, that it is all a wonderful dream come true, and sure I'll have my hands full, but at the end of the day it will be worth something. If I hang in long enough,…
|
159542
|
Our dinner was over and we regretfully had to leave the restaurant. She leaves with enough shopping money for a few weeks. He, getting the rough end of the deal, has charged more money to his credit card at 19% plus cash withdrawal fees. So I ask myself
|
159433
|
Excelsior: A Poem in Nine Parts Preface: Musings on a Lighthouse by an Eastern Isle (Suggested by a painting by Mario Larrinaga) It is bright tonight; this plain, displaced from place In Time's broad flight, yields…
|
1594117
|
the swarthy terror network
|
159400
|
Takashi and Hideki stared at the pool of grey Mana. A scientist carefully contained some of the mist into a container.
|
1594266
|
Closed gate without fences
|
1594107
|
We are young
That’s all we’ve got
We take drugs
We smoke pot
You got mugged
And I got shot
We are young
That’s all we’ve got
I want you to love me like it’s midnight
Midnight, midnight
Yeah, your mama wants you home
But she knows
|
159464
|
I pull into the parking lot and see a group of roosters squawking and trying to overturn an ‘87 Pontiac Bonneville that's caught fire. They're pouring whiskey down their throats. They're weeping over a bag of economy sized frozen breast fillets.
|
15941312
|
Forty years later he was still her Romeo, she his Juliet.
|
