1467 10 7
|
Dreams / of being a millionaire are replaced by dreams / of being a billionaire
|
1467 14 8
|
Even music relies on what/
you know as music/
for its power to enthrall.
|
1467 4 4
|
On a street-lit night in Jeddah.
|
1467 1 0
|
What if
Everything
I have been doing
Hasn’t been heard
By anyone?
|
1467 12 6
|
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.
|
1467 1 1
|
He roared back at her, shaking his empty gun in his right hand, waving his left hand in the air. “I am George Burnett, esquire, late of Balliol College, Oxford! I am a hunter, a killer of pigs! I do not fear you, bear; take the pig and be content!”
|
1467 11 8
|
At the conference her boss showed off his knowledge of wines.
|
1467 11 6
|
fanned lashes on rouged cheek
a glamorous sea creature
in violet perfume
|
1467 9 5
|
We got a sandwich at Mr. Pickle's, but they cut the sandwich in the plastic. Plastic wrap.
|
1467 4 1
|
Zusman snored on the sofa as Motel gathered his belongings in the dark. He moved quietly as had become his custom in the mornings. Initially he had tried not to wake his nephew on his way to work in the…
|
1467 1 2
|
I was an alcoholic for ten years, starting in my early twenties and continuing into my thirties. Then finally, after many attempts, I got myself straightened out. My son's birth finally did it for me. It wasn't like a switch flipped in the delivery room…
|
1467 12 10
|
I. Two cancer scares since June, one came up nothing the other nothing much. (My breasts are dense: I know all about moles— little bastards don't have to get sun to go nuts.) My manuscript travels ether to…
|
1467 3 2
|
I didn't feel when you cut out my spine I'd been throwing up all night couldn't even smell the rust …
|
1467 5 3
|
Before the railroad tracks are blown off by the wind, the wall tiles morph to trace 34th Streetwhile a silver balloon emerges from the end of the tunnel. A child’s hand reaches out for the gleam and she, the woman in a black-dress with a mandarin collar,
|
1467 9 5
|
|
1467 15 11
|
When Lois finally found him down there, Johnny was wedged between a large rock and the trunk of an old, long since fallen, cottonwood tree. She said as she got to him, she heard his gurgling breath, fighting fiercely to stay alive. When she saw the deep, gathering, red…
|
1467 2 2
|
“The window is a much better place to read,” she said.I wasn't aware she was talking to me, at first. In my typical manner, I was thinking about far off possibilities and realities completely detached from my own. Yet, here she was, a far off…
|
1466 0 0
|
[CAUTION: READING THIS STORY COULD CAUSE IRREPARABLE "CULTURE SHOCK" AND IS NOT ADVISED FOR OLD FOLKS, PREGNANT WOMEN, OR THOSE WITH "MONSTROUS, FRAGILE EGOS"!]
|
1466 5 2
|
We talk of his time in the jungle.
|
1466 5 3
|
Any form of exertion would defile what we are trying to do
|
1466 5 4
|
this is where we end --
the exorbitant eye of forgotten days.
|
1466 6 2
|
Speaking of stiff nipples, I heard you once wanted to become a painter, because of your fondness for nipples. Feeling like Gauguin and his little Polynesian women/girls, are we? So, you're going to try to out-paint God, are you, Mr. Sistine Chapel of the
|
1466 0 0
|
The eyelid of the sink blinks silence. The clocks choke on smoke.
|
1466 7 4
|
The stain upon / many others cannot be discerned.
|
1466 2 1
|
—Can you handle a threesome? said Isabella.
|
1466 4 3
|
Nights this husband returned home still hungry sometimes, even for her forearms against his own
|
1466 2 1
|
Smiling at stones and chunks of earth pounding in...
|
1466 4 3
|
Breathe a stench of Eton musk...
|
1466 4 4
|
Have you ever seen anyone die? It will alter your life. Because you suddenly realize that anxiety was worth something after all, and was a coin of the human condition, imprinted with hectic symbols, some of which resemble cypress, others more like Frankenstein:…
|
1466 4 2
|
In the mode of Swinburne's ‘Dolores':For the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster- A study of the notion of “Intelligent Design” Since the universe came into dawning, If e'er this bright universe did, Men ought to know better in…
|