Most read stories

Getaway

13741374 views33 comments00 favs

She’d picked him up at a party freshman year, calling him Danny. Until then he had always been Daniel. He’d said nothing and his name was changed.

COD: Extreme Hunger

13741374 views00 comments00 favs

Mid-laugh, Mr. Adams caught himself. His eyes welled, flooded with guilt for chuckling at his son's funeral.

On The Way To Shabriz

13741374 views00 comments00 favs

these dead letters for you... and then they withdrew... something happened on the way to shabriz... my fingertips fell on their knees.

things to know about the people parked along the road that runs through Humboldt Park: part 20

13741374 views00 comments00 favs

I traced the vein that rose in her temple when she got angry all the way along her body until it ashed out varicosely on her smooth calf.

My Hollows

13741374 views1414 comments1313 favs

Let me say these words now

Checklist For My Next Lover

13741374 views33 comments11 fav

You’re a glimpse at immortality, a pathway to transcend the body, to the sphere just outside, where time ceases to matter and the ball of the sun grows warm in our bellies. I’ll love you more than the next lover and never as much as the lovers before y

Delusions Well-Hid from Myself

13741374 views33 comments33 favs

Today, I am almost entirely self-coincidental, though I still feel a lag lurking somewhere.

Audience

13741374 views55 comments11 fav

At 19 words, the whole piece is a snippet.

Off Shoots

13741374 views22 comments22 favs

My name is Lassie.

Matchbox Car

13741374 views22 comments00 favs

Clatters and clatters ensued, and the splash destroyed all denial.

Excelsior - A Poem in 9 Parts (post 3 of 5)

13741374 views44 comments11 fav

IV. From Hoover Dam The intent of passive presence wreathes an endless ring, Invisible, beyond all thoughts and change to sickness. This hour beats sibylline as vacancy, breathing Through mouths that do not taste their nothingness. I do not know where you are;…

Puppet X, 2

13741374 views22 comments11 fav

It's important to sound human, I know To get fragile near your mother I myself get glimpses now and then

Manifesto of ism

13741374 views22 comments22 favs

We walk though the streets of London, New York, Paris, Prague, Barcelona, Skegness, inhaling air heavy with metaphors, eyes set alight by the microscopic pyrotechnics of quotidian symbols hitherto debased by the outmoded conventions of a bankrupt civilisation decomposing in…

Underpass

13741374 views00 comments00 favs

The real problem, though, was the radiator.

Cabinet

13741374 views44 comments11 fav

In the morning I listen through an ear-trumpet

Story to Forget

13731373 views00 comments00 favs

The white Boeing 747, all three hundred and sixty eight seats of it, prepared to depart from Johannesburg Airport. Mild conditions on a clear flight path coupled with the soothing voice of the first officer didn't allay my unease. I offered a friendly nod to the…

An Apricot the Size of a Heart

13731373 views77 comments55 favs

I dreamt, said the Donkey, of an apricot. An apricot the size of a heart. …

Sometimes You Wait.

13731373 views11 comment11 fav

Sometimes you wait by the mailbox and he doesn't come. It doesn't come, the letter, the talisman from another world you've been waiting for, and you give up. You finally open…

Dramarama and Acid Wash Jeans

13731373 views00 comments22 favs

Looking down you wonder, when did I eat pineapple? and Am I really this awesome or am I a facsimile of something that really sucks, even if it's that 'it's so bad it's good' kind of thing? Nope, it's just bad.

The Etymology of Fun

13731373 views99 comments66 favs

Tell people of substance the truth.

The Metaphysics of Cake

13731373 views55 comments22 favs

Can we ever truly know reality? I don’t think so. But fly in comfort my friend. Lean back and enjoy the thrust of those engines.

Thessaloniki Summer Visit

13731373 views22 comments44 favs

What I learned/one summer/in the North East/Thessaloniki heat was. . . .

The Class of '61

13731373 views66 comments44 favs

My head is nailed to yesterday.

On the Way To

13731373 views22 comments22 favs

Robbie’s wrists itched hard, the cord was sunk in so tight his hands were bordering now on blue, now purple. Too late to matter.

Dina Goes to Belfast

13731373 views00 comments11 fav

Dina was a woman obsessed. She had endured a three hour layover in Chicago and another four in Heathrow for this. (The flight she had enjoyed with a few glasses of red and an HGTV show about plumbing that she could watch again and again.) She had staked out this corner of…

skull of a sheep

13731373 views44 comments44 favs

You are in a car speeding through Dublin towards the West year after year the journey uncoils past the same landmarks Kilmainham Jail strapped to a chair bullet to the brain on by the Rowntree Mackintosh factory where the black and yellow and orange and r

Cairn

13731373 views1212 comments99 favs

Your cairns/ are litter in the streets

Vacuum City

13731373 views11 comment00 favs

What chaos comes from / insufficiency? What else can calcify dreams?

Snoopy Calling

13731373 views11 comment00 favs

The little girl picked up the toy phone. "Who is this please?" she said, mimicking what she'd heard her mother say many times before. "Snoopy," came the voice.

2

13731373 views55 comments55 favs

Then I am in Washington DC impersonating an accountant.