1238 3 2
|
I don't mind being dead. It's ok. Really. I've discovered a whole new way of being based on non-being. What else can you do? I like being invisible. I like groaning and rattling chains. I used to be a writer. Still am. In fact, it might be more accurate to say that…
|
1238 5 5
|
Crawl to the dark places I love most, loud music and off key laughter, glimmering green and brown bottles eagerly holding the dim lights overhead inside themselves like ransomed stars.
|
1238 13 12
|
Forty years later he was still her Romeo, she his Juliet.
|
1238 7 7
|
You think I don't know, that's your whole stupid problem. You don't believe in anyone. You must enjoy living in a dark lonely universe. I don't know if you know or not about the lights that live in your own head, but I believe …
|
1238 5 4
|
When you say they were too big, too wild, they weren't too big to be giants. Giants are meant to dwarf things. They can't help it. They're not trying to make you feel helpless to give them a haircut. They just grow fast. But they…
|
1238 2 1
|
In the house by a kidney-shaped lake, her grandfather was speaking to a stranger about a foreign war that had never ended, had spread close to home.
|
1238 9 1
|
|
1238 10 4
|
|
1238 0 1
|
And out on that lake that day you yelled “desperation please!”
And I heard “desperate pleas?”
I wondered about first impressions.
|
1238 3 3
|
I immediately felt anxious guilt, being the one responsible for opening the way for infection.
|
1237 6 2
|
It was only two days before Christmas. Jonathan remembered his mother crying.
|
1237 2 0
|
More and more, as she watched him slide away from her in increments, she thought of that first summer together. How his searching hands would find her, any time of day, and pull her in for closer examination. How his eyes, his mouth, his tongue would set
|
1237 2 0
|
The wind blows off the ocean soft and cool. I close my eyes in hopes to strengthen my sense of touch. A bit of sand wriggles through my teeth; crunchy and salty like spoiled oven-roasted peanuts. I imagine the air would smell like low tide if it wasn't constantly…
|
1237 10 3
|
My sixth grade teacher used to tell us all the time about how being poor is nowhere near the same as living in poverty.
|
1237 8 8
|
I clearly see the squirrels of
negativity all around me
or at least I sense that
they are there,
filling in the blank spaces
as I read down the page
prior to arriving at
the meaning of everything.
The greenness of figs
before they
|
1237 7 4
|
She was dressed to seduce one man: Francesco Martinelli.
|
1237 3 2
|
She was legally blind. He felt comfortable knowing she couldn’t see him very clearly.
|
1237 6 4
|
I'm an older guy. She is still quite young. I tell her I may be too old but she giggles and tells me that she did the research and it said because there is snow on the roof doesn't mean no fire's in the stove. She proved it. Things like this. We excite ourselves,…
|
1237 0 0
|
The old man moved on an automatic wheelchair. He stopped just short of Sora. He waited for her to move, but all she did was shed one tear.
|
1237 11 11
|
Why do people kill themselves with food? It’s obvious, I suppose. They’re hungry.
|
1237 3 1
|
Warning: Open and read before making any dumb-ass New Year's resolutions.
|
1237 7 6
|
in a willow garden lush shade/drapes dark the young woman's small house/with the lone window, the white door . . .
|
1237 2 2
|
what was she like you ask? smarter than me for instance she could type alot faster. and she didn’t worry constantly about being poor or having a family looking over her shoulder. maybe that’s what she did with boys. 17 years later and she is in my bed
|
1237 4 2
|
Dandelions wither as I approach and the grass dies under my feet.
|
1237 2 1
|
"You don't need the gun," Dean said. "Bring me a bottle of peroxide and some duct tape."
|
1237 11 8
|
He picked at his food. The teen-aged boys gnawed the bones. The conversation was nothing he was interested in. Chitchat and family jokes.
|
1237 8 4
|
. . . with reference to the Compass of Discourse
|
1237 7 4
|
We are all in big trouble. Here's some fiction to let your soul experience the beast.
|
1236 3 0
|
he flies away
past the green explosion,
into the azure sky
|
1236 0 0
|
The sun was at the edge of the earth. The shadows around Ayane and her friends brought the creature closer.
|