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[SOME PEOPLE ARE BETTER THAN OTHERS.]
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respect your parents. or not.
stay put. or not.
finish school. or not.
get married. or not.
stay married. or not.
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W here do you think you're going
what'll you think you'll do
running down this highway
that you never even knew
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After the ship stopped shaking, the angry flashes of warning lights discontinued, a few people could be heard sobbing or whispering prayers.
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…like candy and puke on your tongue, the fakest broad ever, cruising like a busted prow, busted wheel, mast and stem, these stately wrecks and rotten flowers of perfume and the deadly bitchiness of the modern woman’s expectations.
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He flipped through a book of poems Ani’d given me. Nothing fell out so he tore it in two. I said his mama must notta read to this one and one of the older cops laughed and he hit me.
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The goose on the roof isn’t aware it is doing anything odd...
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I could hide away in this tower
But I am Rapunzel
And I will let down my hair
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Alysia grabbed her luggage and rolled it behind her. Looking up at the sky, it was nighttime. She could see the crescent moon above, adding to the darkness.
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Martin Heidegger wore hearing protection out on the tarmac at JFK. The runways were broad and he danced and leapt with the freedom of a Cats performer while he guided planes to the terminal.
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I had never seen anyone die. For first time in my life, I was afraid, even more than when my step-dad got drunk and roughed me up. When Dale Franklin got shot last year standing on the corner outside the laundry-mat it took the ambulance forty-five minu
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Then I am wearing a brightly colored raincoat while sitting on a deck among hundreds of tiny glowing spores
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"I wanted to see cities whose names sounded like sad sighs...Oaxaca, Guanajuato, Reynosa, Camargo..."
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Life is easier for the handsome. /
They are more pleasant to deal with.
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Getting answers felt like it was not enough. Madam Mayweather wanted more. She wanted to hurt someone.
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some days you wake up/ to feel horror/ wrapped beneath your blanket./
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When he was certain he was ready, he set out. The journey was arduous for a man of his years. Yet, he seemed to spring to it, like a dog to a bone. Maybe like a lion to it's prey; mostly in the best way possible for a man such as he.
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The sting of a slap will be remembered, as will sex, or at least a fragment of it, such as the face of a man in your room who tied your hands with the belt of your plush terry bathrobe.
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If something hurts enough/
you never forget it. Like the//
toothache when you first learned
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Clouds quickly appeared, in a perfect peach sky. Big, puffy clouds, moving together, formed the shape of a heart.
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Meet Carl. He's six-three, two hundred and thirty pounds. He has light-brown hair,…
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“There’s enough food to last here a week.” Ferdinand assured, as a dingy wooden cabin came into view. They were on foot now. He’d insisted on forcing the car into a ravine, using a heavy rock and the last of the gasoline to drive it into a heap of rusted
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For Sale: Clean Depends, Never Worn
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The woman in green doesn’t want to encounter the meter maid who is actually a man and so waits to one side at the newspaper racks as if purchasing a paper while that person writes the parking ticket (this city needs that money) and drives away in his li
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Welcome to OTHERS. A place where I hope you will experience the enchantment of a time and place like no other
MATTITUCK 1971
LIKE YOU NEVER KNEW IT
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There was a hole in my tooth. It wouldn't let anything go.
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The Zone is a garden of skyscrapers. Every building is a model.
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The sugar cookie sits on the cold counter. Alone. He is cut in the shape of an angel, a fact which often causes him to contemplate the possibility that he may not be a cookie at all, but an angel. Who says he couldn’t be?
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