Most read stories

Dusty Winnemucca Road

15981598 views1111 comments77 favs

respect your parents. or not. stay put. or not. finish school. or not. get married. or not. stay married. or not.

"A bit less hot Tuesday"

15981598 views77 comments66 favs

The faces of the sun remain unaltered across the seven day forecast. I am sweat-glued to a poem, looking up at the wall-mounted TV in a diner in the Valley

just not working

15981598 views44 comments33 favs

some days you wake up/ to feel horror/ wrapped beneath your blanket./

Winter in Waveland

15981598 views55 comments22 favs

They build them high they do in Waveland, Mississippi.The tall houses with their skinny thighs spread wide flirting with the dusky coast, like antebellum ladies petticoats lifted, stockings wetted, ankles bared, savingtheir hems from the unpredictable tide,…

Unknown Brothers

15981598 views00 comments00 favs

His name is Rick Reynolds. His name is Steve Redford.

solace

15981598 views2020 comments1111 favs

the frost has made all tender greens bow

Song for Cathy to Sing

15981598 views77 comments55 favs

The snap of a broken heart is exactly One second longer than this poem is going To be when it finishes up being said . The snap Of a broken heart is unlike anything that Cartwheels out of sync with the rest of Us truly lucky ones. The broken snap of a …

Arcana Magi Memorial Vol.3 - c.5

15981598 views00 comments00 favs

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.

Corrections & Clarifications

15981598 views1515 comments22 favs

It was Fredrick Miller, not his murdered son Matthew, who was executed Monday night at Henshaw Prison. (the system won't take anything under 200 characters, so this part is just to take up space. please ignore)

Bring on the Drones!

15981598 views99 comments77 favs

Never mind that they cost millions per year just to amuse the monkey bone in us all or that they spew pollution or that their only real purpose is murder. They are justified by skill and thrill.

The Bird King's Eggs

15981598 views22 comments22 favs

1The Bird King's eggs are subatomic particles created serendipitously by a sneeze in a quantum physicist's dream.Occupying a space between existence and nothingness, reason and madness, broccoli and…

IT BURNS

15981598 views11 comment00 favs

“Again,” Danny said, and I hit him with everything I had until I was out of breath and it was his turn to hit me. We did this three, four, five days in a row, took the weekend to admire our bruises and heal a little, and then on Monday we were back up th

Absinthe

15981598 views33 comments33 favs

In a dazzle of emerald softness, it flew out into the breeze wanting for the red apple in the tree just outside my window. The power had gone out, spare change to total meltdown, and the air inside was stifling, thick with mind-numbing languor and mosquitoes. So I…

The Feet Must Go

15981598 views33 comments00 favs

There's something wrong with my feet, if they are my feet at all.

During the Interim

15971597 views77 comments55 favs

Nothing changes; the moon arcs its mindful lemon eye. . .

Dusk

15971597 views22 comments22 favs

Her memory was a faded pastiche of the past, and indeed the present sat uneasily in the middle of the dreams that governed her mind; so it was that often she would forget the day, the time, the year.

Confessions of a Likeaholic

15971597 views00 comments00 favs

"Something happens in a magical, soulful part of the heart...and you see YOU. You see yourself." "I can't look at myself."

Arcana Magi Memorial Vol.5 - c.5

15971597 views00 comments00 favs

Getting answers felt like it was not enough. Madam Mayweather wanted more. She wanted to hurt someone.

Move Along

15971597 views1111 comments66 favs

W here do you think you're going what'll you think you'll do running down this highway that you never even knew

Ode to Flannery O'Connor

15971597 views22 comments11 fav

Gert sat in the car and wiped at the inside of the window while the defroster blasted at full strength. The shards and slivers of ice that networked across the windshield were just thick enough to hinder visibility. Bane wrenched the door open and shoved

Were I Konstancja Gladkowska

15971597 views44 comments22 favs

My playing would falter languidly, and transcend itself like a wishful Nocturne

My Friend

15971597 views66 comments55 favs

Remember when we went to New York to take our test? We looked for cheap hotels near the test site, and there was the "Hotel Earle." Twelve bucks a night. The clerk behind bullet-proof glass, smiling a knowing smile. Pubes still on the sheets, but we couldn't sleep anyway,…

Long Island Roulette

15971597 views33 comments11 fav

We sat quietly in my truck. My lit cigarette twitched between my lips. Samantha and I stared at the front door of Planned Parenthood in Worcester.

Strangeness

15971597 views66 comments22 favs

The goose on the roof isn’t aware it is doing anything odd...

A Day At The Beach

15971597 views22 comments00 favs

Rothko and Stella loved the beach. To Jalapeno it was just one big litter box and for her it held no great appeal. She sprawled sunbathing on the dashboard lifting a lid occasionally to watch Lauren riding a wave. The dogs delirious with freedom romped and chased tight…

Thumbing For a Ride

15971597 views1010 comments66 favs

Here comes my speed dealer he's riding shotgun in the open

Something for Seniors

15971597 views1111 comments99 favs

For Sale: Clean Depends, Never Worn

The Twenty Minute War

15971597 views11 comment11 fav

Maybe there was no truth. Things had become so strange that sometimes Jannsun suspected that everything had already happened and we were just toying with selective memory.

Still

15961596 views33 comments22 favs

Later

Tongue / Giddy

15961596 views1515 comments44 favs

A delicate thrill buzzed my face.