1454 5 5
|
Then I am in Washington DC impersonating an accountant.
|
145363
|
Chewing on peppered peanuts, thin flakes scattered carelessly around his squat, Father unfurls his turban and mops his clammy pate with an open palm.
|
145343
|
|
145300
|
He called me Jay. I called him Dr Corvid. Until the very end, we lived alone. We had no use for any other companionship. I was Dr Corvid's finest achievement until he perfected his Disintegration Ray. I was the first working prototype of Project Novus.Dr Corvid created me…
|
145350
|
I know from the experience of too many odd sideways glances that folks are seldom interested in my brand of observation. No one else seems to wonder how many commas there are in the library or how many other people own that exact shirt.
|
145351
|
At 19 words, the whole piece is a snippet.
|
145300
|
Godzilla, Mothra, Kong, Rodan.
Most people know these Giant Monsters through the movies. What the majority of the population doesn't understand is, that these are monsters are real. Like the myths of ancient times, these movies are just a way that our
|
145321
|
Something’s been eating at my craw. I’m just going to go ahead and spill it all out. You ever hear about Poetry Whores? Well, let me tell you a little about them, because if I don’t, then who will? I’m not going to name names. You can pretty much guess
|
145342
|
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…
|
14531710
|
the moon tops the monolith
|
1453106
|
The new theaters require C-4 poems
|
145322
|
I’m just your ordinary poem,
|
145340
|
But that last night in Europe, getting ready to fly out of Amsterdam back to the States, I heard this Phil Collins song, “In the Air Tonight,” which expressed some of the turmoil and confusion and whole-life hysteria I was feeling inside. Waves of fru
|
145343
|
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.
|
145220
|
it’s more about how all those words look around each other. he’s more interested in the shape of things, than the reality....
|
145284
|
An infested, indifferent universe . . .
|
145221
|
In his tiny fist he held the world
In his other his mothers hand
|
145232
|
Why not just self-publish on Fictionaut and be read by thousands of my peers? Why not release my cherished work directly to my thousands of Facebook or Twitter or blog friends? Can the budding writer that I am realistically expect a larger audience?
|
145253
|
|
145222
|
So young. So innocent. How do you tell a little one that her mother is dying? The father seemed to be bathing in a sea of hopelessness lately.
|
145222
|
That night I came as close to getting laid as I had ever come in my life, without actually getting laid, after two and a half hours of intense petting, begging her to go down in the front seat of my car, with her asking: Why? Why, Jerry? Why? That was a
|
145242
|
Girolamo Dente was nodding off in his studio at Découvrir Art when he heard the alarm.
|
145298
|
Walking down an unfamiliar street, / I heard a sudden caw of crows, / some thunder afar, strums of a lute— / a streetcar came flying along.
|
145242
|
The air smells like dream, like farm shit, like the salty stalling of evolution.
|
145276
|
The outside world will intrude . . .
|
145211
|
She never leaves her desk, but food appears like magic.
|
145221
|
So you printed your resume on this coffee cup - that’s something
- I wanted you guys to think about me every morning - while you were getting your coffee
|
1452117
|
Jimi and Janis remain fierce and beautiful
|
145287
|
Orchids strewn over the floor...
|
145210
|
What chaos comes from / insufficiency? What else can calcify dreams?
|
