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Hits start, enters numbers, runs the program / Does this again one hundred times / Then takes a break
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and, once in a rare while,/
actual pearls.
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Hey, Y'all! Like I told y'all, I checked myself into this what you call a “ facebook Rehab Clinic” up here just about 40 miles outside of Kalispell, Montana in a little town called Gulag. I quit MySpace and that got me a reduced rate. Things are…
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Miracles don’t happen to the poor.
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I was watching the bustling crowd below, sipping on a teacup full of Victory Gin when the scream, no a howl, cut through the murmuring of footsteps and telescreens.
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Consider this. Only a sentence ago we were complete strangers, oceans of time, distance and thought between us.
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If Don’s story was one of faith carrying someone through his trials, the story of Randy Slafter is another. It was faith that brought him and his family to Johnstown 15 years ago. The wings of faith protected him from the dark angels of grief and tragedy
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Flicking the cigarette into the river the man's face becomes soft, as if waving goodbye to the only real attachment that he has felt in decades.
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The floor dissolves beneath us, pierced by lasered/
glare of countless eye-beams.
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When he leans back from the telescope through which he had been looking, he sports a derby and a Hercule Poirot moustache.
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In the next week or two, the red oak/
will loose and lose its leaves
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The pool deck was covered with the bloody footprints of resident gawkers.
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I took advantage of a free period this afternoon to nap. When I awoke, I tasted blood. My tongue was swollen. I checked myself in the mirror and saw twin punctures on my lower lip with pinpricks of blood on each. I winked at my reflection and lifted my li
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It's as if the house knew I was relinquishing my hold on it.
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There are songs I know to not listen to when I am alone.
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The laptop has ruined the sanctity of the library. And so I get up and go see Queen Jane.
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"Maybe…" he began searching for some comforting wisdom. "Maybe it's like this. Husbands live for their wives. Mothers live for their children. And children...well...until they're husbands or wives, they live for themselves."
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I just amuse myself by buying old guns and refurbishing them in my basement as I listen to old Bohemian polkas on cassettes.
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The Inauguration Day Windstorm had blown out half the downtown lights to celebrate its twenty-first birthday. Two old friends flecked with gray snow and white hair sat on the boulders that kept the Sound from sweeping away Myrtle Edwards Park. Look at all the…
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We called him Mickey Habanero, because he could fill his mouth with the hottest food imaginable, the kind packed with the sort of heat that would melt the gums from the teeth of a novice, all without taking a drink of milk or anything else that would otherwise soothe the…
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He painted a woman on them, identical to the woman that kneeled by his bed.
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For decades the land the village sat on had switched its allegiance between two countries.
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—Strip down to your shorts. Put on this gown, open to the rear.
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What the spaces say//
can be heard in the short/
and longer silences
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Azure took the paper and read it herself. She wondered about those four mysterious beings that communicated with her.
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I learned how to fall in love, in one hour, watching The Waltons. John Boy fell in love with Jenny. Jenny fell in love with John Boy. It taught me the right way to fall in love. It taught me the right way to let love go. I was 12 years old. It was a lesson I…
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the mother tells her child the flashes at the horizonare fireworks, not bombs, so he will not be afraid.at night he curls by the door or else he follows her to a different place. he is quiet, then. as if he knows the secret challenge.better if he and all the others…
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Pale like a tracing of a memory
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