1446 5 2
|
|
144654
|
Two days ago, a friend of mine and I met at my house. She was a nurse, and could only visit my house very late at night when her shift ended. We don’t meet often because she is very busy saving lives and generally being a more useful human being in societ
|
144675
|
... the CBO issued a concise and brilliant report demonstrating that the most cost-effective and permanent solution to the multiple problems presented by persistent poverty in the United States was the elimination of all those with prorated household or i
|
1446138
|
Treasure that first love. And that first heartbreak. Don’t let it be the last thing.
|
144641
|
It's come down to this: you're a grown man afraid to face his own son. For the past few years there has been tension;…
|
144600
|
A tanka poem about Jolly Old Nick being black as hell.
|
144632
|
The voice on the other end mumbles, not forming words, but I understand: I am to be the starting third baseman for the Detroit Tigers.
|
144553
|
We write poetry, but are unable to calm ourselves. We need more men of the world (like you) who are not too much amazed by experience. Men who can lead a dual life. Who have sexuality but remain detached, whole. The bodily, the sensual, easy give and ta
|
144511
|
years later, she won’t go near the trees
|
1445109
|
We’re lucky it/
was chunky spew,
|
1445138
|
The bathroom faucet is leaking again. Do they make diapers for faucets?
|
144500
|
Outside Natsume’s room, in the kitchen, Mrs. Saito and Emi prepared lunch. They were silent, but there were no feelings of negativity in the air.
|
1445198
|
...collapse of the human world. Go, cell phones!
|
144521
|
His voice isn't familiar but his words are. He says he knows we haven't spoken in years and apologizes for it. I can hear him pacing on the other end of the line, tapping things and then a shriek of glass shattering. Really, I tell him, no need to…
|
1445115
|
So I told her
think of it this way:
you’re my unlived life.
|
1445189
|
The Street singer gathers up his coins
and counts to a hundred before
The last string stops vibrating
|
14451811
|
|
1445125
|
The moon poured more/
light into the sky/
yet we kept on talking
|
144597
|
Just drank / The last of the eggnog
|
144532
|
She turned him down again. Said it was her insomnia. She was so tired, she said, she had to work in the morning, and why couldn't he understand that? She rolled over facing away from him. He sat up in bed, thinking. When was the last time? Three months ago? Four? He…
|
1445910
|
|
144511
|
Chromio citrio sticky-floored furio...
|
144531
|
It worked for a short time and their next album, "The Hirsute Agenda" became an underdog success.
|
144554
|
Swatches of Chinese silk in vivid red and lavender fly through the air. My granddaughter in her mid-thirties reaches for the cloth. I see in her mirror a shape forming; a slim, gray haired woman with a spring in her step. I pause to admire my reflection and pass over the…
|
144575
|
I was tired and lonesome when I checked into another insufferable, shop-worn Holiday Inn. It was the only motel around with the internet — dial up only — in that little jerkwater town, Notmuch, Alabama. It was too late for a nap, so I jumped in the shower,…
|
1445106
|
my hands splash in to
silver and suds
in attempts to rinse
blues caked in grease
away for a while
|
144565
|
I was low on carburetor / oxygen and my fraud protection / had just expired.
|
144511
|
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.
|
144412
|
In exactly 100 words, I review the cracks between my keyboard keys.
|
144421
|
Up top, the sky is like a fist fight-
fat lip purple and bitchslap pinks get wilder as the tabs kick in.
Those hovering lights are aliens!
we assert with insistent like-mindedness
from where we sit directly beneath the airport flight path.
|
