1633 5 4
|
The coin, so little, the watch chain, the youth, the fading softening speech, each hand and finger, the panic modeled on your own eyes, the ashtray, certain stumps along the way, the long distance, the odd feather, the jazz rope gone,…
|
163377
|
It’s so uncomfortable being an Angel in a sack
|
163321
|
Are you a hostile person who gets into trouble when you express your anger? Would you like to annoy the hell out of people and get away with it?
|
1633157
|
Mark Reep is a faded Polaroid oracle taped to the only unbroken window of an abandoned house in Ithaca NY.
|
163371
|
There was an empty box on his facebook page asking to be filled in with, “What’s on your mind?” He thought. "Hair?"
|
1633127
|
|
163385
|
We will collapse in a storm of images
|
1633118
|
I can’t decide whether I want to be buried or cremated when I die.
|
163295
|
The number is very large/
and perpetually changes//
as old stars fade, explode,/
or collapse into something not stars
|
163232
|
Somniloquies rise like the drowned . . .
|
163287
|
Study decay, says the Queen of the Underground.
|
163221
|
Funny, funny stuff. She'll be here all week--be sure and tip your speech therapist!
|
163295
|
A spire
that had stood one hundred and forty years
fell in
a single second of the blackest day.
|
163286
|
You left for the glittery wild of West Hollywood. I guess L.A.'s off-limits now. My heart goes fucking tachy when I drive over Kellogg Hill past Forest Lawn and see the skyline glowing through the rainbow haze of sunset. You're out there, out in the…
|
163274
|
Easing her hand with her other hand.
|
163253
|
The arrangements of lights on the cracking towers are a segment of Orion’s belt, the handle of the Big Dipper and a section of Andromeda’s spine.
|
163250
|
I made her a mix tape. It was revolutionary. Twenty-two songs she had to hear at least once in her life. I even drew some trippy drug-like designs on the label of the CD to make it seem more real. It was the ocean and the sun and every body of land balled up…
|
16321411
|
chains across all the old doors
|
163221
|
It is like truth on the battle field. Muted
|
163284
|
—Well, are you having an affair with Jack Mahler?
|
163212
|
she shivered in the ceasefire like a virginal nude brought to life.
|
163244
|
Charles tapped the anger management code on his steering wheel. He rolled down his street and saw Jack Watson throwing stuff into the trunk of his black Volvo coupe. He waved, but Jack did not wave back. Jack's face was blazing red. He looked like he might have a…
|
163222
|
Suppose Eve, strolling through the sunlit Garden, had not stumbled on that particular Tree at all, the wily serpent twined in its lower branches?
|
163250
|
She said “I have to go”, he answered with his eyes “Don't” and they stepped closer to each other in the kitchen, a step on the tiled floor, the remnants of their tea cold on the counter top.
|
163232
|
...Heroin. It helped them get through the tricks and sucked up their flesh.
|
163230
|
|
1631102
|
Saturday morning, and I’m pushing the old truck a little, chasing retreating bands of cloud shadows along a winding hilltop road.
|
163140
|
blueberry tea and vodka on a Friday night
|
163154
|
I was always bi-polar. I didn’t realize it was a mental illness until my divorce lawyer had the court order a psychiatric analysis.
|
163132
|
In retrospect, we should have been a cult.
|
