1386 0 0
|
Mayumi flicked her hand, making her circle deflect the spell. She picked up speed and her hand grabbed Emi.
|
138654
|
Is there a homunculus in my brain guiding everything like the pilot of an airliner?
|
138653
|
|
138622
|
For Takama this created the second conundrum of the day. One even bigger than the first. When he’d first learnt that sensei and he would be boarding a flight together for a series of demonstrations in Geneva, little had he expected he would be locked up i
|
138611
|
A 20-footer up on skids
sky-blue paint beneath the bondo
|
138665
|
1. The Kingdom of MaggotsBillions of tiny naked bald men wriggle and squirm through a derelict mannequin factory.2. The Sea of KnivesThe crests of waves slice and slash. Maimed mermaids wail.3. The Eye MoonEnvious mirrors ape the sun. An astronaut falls forever into open…
|
13861310
|
|
138643
|
IV. Upwards, into the white eye rising, There is will, to stay, yet stays no will to be. Come,…
|
138653
|
Well, now it has fallen away some
but I felt better about it when it was raging
|
138622
|
a name is what you are, and a name is a wall between. one day let me be earth, so you may be allowed to say you love me. for now i am separate. i'm afraid that's how i will die, and …
|
138644
|
|
138600
|
What do you mean dope in the front seat. I always keep my dope in the trunk. I mean hey, children DO steal.
|
138642
|
Frank left Michiko’s building and walked into Central Park.
|
138642
|
She sat in a tall chair and there was only one time in the interview that she took her sunglasses off. She didn't really take them off, but just pulled them down for an instant with thumb and forefinger in order to look out at something going past the window. They said…
|
138643
|
You watch with frigid eyes, as their soggy woolens squelch dark mud, even smiling a little as they make croaking frog-lure noises. You know eventually a toad or two would land in the Frogger. You like the word Frogger.
|
1385116
|
Observe the withered/
head atop the pole.
|
138544
|
There are moments in life where it's like you're driving late at night and you should be on your way home but really you're just rolling along aimlessly through the city streets when suddenly you turn a corner and realize the road is open and empty for miles to come, a…
|
138521
|
Ben exited the uptown Broadway Local at 103rd and oriented himself.
|
138550
|
An expanse of trees, grass, scrub, heathers, sky, space. A grey horse, the type her gran would have placed a bet on, approaches. "Don't like flies?" he asks. He holds her gaze, walks closer. Seventeen black flies crawl over the right side of his head. "What…
|
138532
|
As far as I can tell, all he eats is wedges of cake
from the plate on top of his blanket as he
lies there in bed, smoking cigarettes and
staring up at the painting of a pile of shoes.
Or else this is a real pile of shoes
building up beside the
|
138521
|
You hold me now, and pay attention.
Everything is new.
|
138542
|
there is a tunnel / between your skin and the ground / for kisses to crawl
|
138582
|
I have always been frightened of Ferris Wheels
|
1385119
|
I lay on a table in a cold room in one of those little blue gowns that open in back.
|
138565
|
I heard them praying to some god
none of us had ever heard of.
I'm glad I went to the funeral
and still have the yellow rose that I
did not throw into his grave.
At some point
you have to stop nibbling
from the moldy cake.
|
138542
|
Story of my life: I was ready for a nightcap and she was just beginning her night.
|
138466
|
Winter will be cold this year, you tell her. You read that. She says she is with child with her new husband. You tell her she's forty-five, it is selfish. The baby. It's fine. You demand to be at her tests. Evan may let you, she says. He's a doll. She would never use that…
|
138411
|
Charley carried the corpse over to the dinghy and tossed it into the pool of rain water collected inside. The headless snake swerved through the water, oblivious to its fate, powered perhaps by exposed nerves and muscle memory.
|
138450
|
I noticed his pistol before his pissbag and I knew then that failure not only had a face but a balding head, too
|
138464
|
Beware of shouting Dress Barn, Dress Barn! when having an orgasm
And don’t tell him you were seeing Starbucks when you came
|
