1366 11 7
|
She had just done it in the backseat with the man she decided would be her father. Or maybe it was the cast of his eyes under the dim bar lights. Maybe she insisted that this had to be done, to relive the night under the stars, under a dented roof of a station…
|
136654
|
After President Trump was elected, my first impulse was to spend the next four years cowering under the bed, whimpering.While I knew that I needed to keep track of what our new commander in chief was up to, watching the news made me too angry and too sad and just too…
|
136633
|
Amanda Palmer's explaining the eyebrow thing. An altercation with someone at Roadrunner, or maybe old boyfriend shit to burn— She's animated but he's losing signal, filling in the blanks himself. Whatever, it won't light at first, and then WHUMP and she…
|
1366115
|
As air warms and warm/
winds stir, green becomes the force/
that surges the plains.
|
1366138
|
The bathroom faucet is leaking again. Do they make diapers for faucets?
|
136651
|
you'd do him more of a favor to kill him, than place upon him the burden of such an abrupt change in travel plans.
|
1366169
|
The blood is memorable/
as is the copper taste of that/
momentary certainty of lockjaw.
|
136641
|
I'm in the boardroom, downtown in San Francisco. I don't even remember showing up for work today. I hope they fire me, just like they fired Bill. Well not exactly like that, that was awful. He was caught downloading a phenomenal amount of…
|
136654
|
Uzma dashes up the stairs ahead of me . . .
|
136655
|
While watching the ever-present crowds
passing by on my insides, I noticed,
by accident, a man smiling
who might have been me, not sure.
Maybe I’m eating soap
for the first time, because I am
either frothing or foaming
at the mouth.
An
|
136695
|
We got a sandwich at Mr. Pickle's, but they cut the sandwich in the plastic. Plastic wrap.
|
136632
|
The Italian was late. She was supposed to come into the store, meet him in the back, and arrange to take the last of his liquor.
|
136632
|
He painted a woman on them, identical to the woman that kneeled by his bed.
|
1366129
|
Enumerate the small delights/ this bright first morning
|
13661310
|
This time the bag's bigger/than the boy and the door.
|
136632
|
I didn't feel when you cut out my spine I'd been throwing up all night couldn't even smell the rust …
|
136622
|
Meet Carl. He's six-three, two hundred and thirty pounds. He has light-brown hair,…
|
136611
|
Andrew had learned the art of being a chameleon at school where his school uniform provided an exoskeleton. Beneath was no costume, just the fragile skin of adolescent ego.
|
136632
|
Boil (n.)––1. Pus-filled pustule inflammation of the skin, usually painful. 2. Slang boiled pus, bucket of (n. phrase)“Your asshole brain is a bucket of boiled pus.” (see also pus, SCOTTISH derogatory term for face.
|
1365116
|
Jane knew what to do
when she heard murmurs in the ceiling,
knew what to do when she struck out on the moor.
|
136554
|
I got no good hubcaps
My van is up on bricks
It's held together with duct tape
And a couple of crummy sticks
I caught the guy who did this
And tied him to a tree
I kicked him in the windpipe
And kicked him in the knee
I'm a man witho
|
136533
|
The gate squeaked, the gravel shuffled and the letterbox clattered as February 14th's mail cascaded to the ground.
|
136511
|
Like a distant memory of past expectations
I wander through past journeys, delineations
chew on the fresh air like a discontented Wordsworth
now free, free to roam where I will..
|
136565
|
|
136510
|
The parrots woke Eddie up. That and Rocker snoring in the twin bed. A thousand parrots flying over the motel? They squawked, God how they…
|
136588
|
You've had some truly awful shit pumped into your brains for years at a time now. The practice started a long time ago. It's not always your fault. The only lasting way to get it out of your head is to go and figure out exactly where…
|
1365126
|
Have you heard this yet? The daughter flew home to care for the mother, whose pump is still tick ticking—though now with aid—which means she leaves the kitchen when the microwave clicks on.
|
136566
|
I feel his hand on my face, feel it brush past my lips, and I taste my sister's blood.
|
136543
|
And he was wearing a mask. Gorilla mask over his gorilla face.
|
1365179
|
let’s press our words into the clay/
in language so completely dead/
we have to re-imagine it.
|
