1396 2 0
|
Prayer: Cold prayers in her throat, so far all unanswered. This thing grows steadily, unmistakably, cobbling counterfeit cells and flesh together into an unspeakable mass.
|
139610
|
I AM A FIRE SWAN!
THIS IS MY QUILT!
YOU ARE MY QUEEN!
|
139610
|
She became suited to herself only. She no longer tried in any way to fit, she fought the molds they created and kept moving in her own direction. Often forward, sometimes a bit backward, and she rightly scaled her own Mt. Olympus and there she sat with he
|
139610
|
|
139665
|
The one at
dusk is not the one you met this morning.
That one's gone like a head in the window.
|
13961813
|
After her grief had subsided, the wife felt immediate relief. / Suddenly she was free to abandon or pursue loneliness
|
139622
|
...when the doctor scrapes the baby out, he cuts out all the things that make babies, too...
|
139644
|
Bud Light, B. O.
and Freeloader Heaven,
they step onto the
back of the bus without a cent
We pass by the Karma Wash
but no one gets off the bus
We pass by the
Endless Soup and Salad Kitchen
where we witness a crowd
swarming over a ch
|
139642
|
The ambient sound wheezes on.
|
139642
|
Bobby turned black yesterday. Not like his ethnicity, or skin color. But his soul. Not his soul. Not black either. But a violet desecrating blue. That kind of blue that use to sit in the ocean, then dried up, and vanished into a big terrifying stupor. He looked at me with…
|
139620
|
Sunday, May 9, 1773 Sir — The world must at present be perpetual on the primitive state of human nature Conjecture The jealousy and envy boils over a dead weight strangled serpents in the Temple
|
139698
|
Sometimes, you compare your living situation to a prison because it makes you feel better. "At least I have a fridge," you think to yourself.
|
139533
|
You, who reaches in, touches me in that moment of decision, and knows I’ll be everything you’ve looked forward to tonight.
|
139554
|
Luv walks around touching everything with her little hands. Uzma follows behind her, talking sweetly, saying: "This is going to be your new home for a while, darling."
|
139555
|
I should probably make it clear up front that I am not in my right mind, which I quite understand compromises the credibility of what I'm about to say. Without going into the history of my minor and somewhat more major psychotic episodes, my psychiatrist, unsure how finally…
|
139543
|
|
139500
|
Danny was only ten years old when he first met the man in the suit. His machine looked like a plotter and it was, sort of, but also something of a plot device.
|
139522
|
All I need is a break; to meet a woman who has access to a fruit fly database, either personally or through a trust established by her fruit-fly collecting grandfather.
|
139500
|
After dividing the sabliereand after the outliers roll away,disappear,or sit like a thrombus between two fingers,will there be enough in the dayfor you to watch the sun saginto its everyday tomb,to listen to the sagittal sighof a passing evening,to eat the last fruits of a…
|
139555
|
We spend our days on the beach, working on our tans. My pale wife hides under a big floppy hat. The water is crystal clear.
|
139564
|
" . . . with twinges of dread and pangs guilt, I worry . . . "
|
139544
|
the carnival ride hurtles the spinning man over canyons of light and barkers & streams of cotton candy girls
|
1395126
|
We hold fast to the bed’s corners, afraid our bodies, these new old bodies, have forgotten how to love in its center.
|
139563
|
No temporary solace upon this patch of earth,
stymied in your injury; labored by your girth.
|
139595
|
Immediately following the landmark decision, Justice Roberts departed Washington for a six week, thirty state tour to educate and inform the Citizens of the United States regarding the judiciary and its fundamental role in the American Way.
|
139566
|
circumstances//
squeeze the heart so hard/
that you should die but don’t.
|
139511
|
We gig, we perform, we laugh, we cry, we play our guitars, bass, drums, voice.
|
139541
|
Tree full of dimes and dollars
|
139584
|
When the poet loves,/ I said, quoting the poet,/ he loves himself.
|
139532
|
Then I see her walking down the grass aisle: my assignment. She looks nothing like the image I have been trained with, but her identifier is strong.
|
