1371 0 0
|
Jannsun started working for Matrix back when he gave up on writing the next great American Novel, which was about five years ago, right after the war. He was old for a Web Zone designer but who knew? Who cared? His work was all done via satellite and as l
|
137100
|
The oval-shaped, pearl-white objects shimmered soundlessly in the warm sunlight. Suddenly one object veered off and headed towards them stopping to hover not twenty feet away. Suddenly their phones vibrated simultaneously. They both looked at their messa
|
1371129
|
Your cairns/
are litter in the streets
|
137143
|
I'm writing our initials in black sharpie on the tunnel wall. There's already people who have come before me, hundreds of pairs of Qs and As and hearts in the middle, through a small hole in the brick I can hear the French accents, spinning through, a reminder that I am…
|
137110
|
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.
|
137141
|
In the morning I listen through an ear-trumpet
|
1370113
|
I've written of this and I've written of that, Have scriven as you have it either that or this: But if you strive against the wind when you decide to piss, They say, you'll find up firing against your hat- Like some old Brother who was broiled when…
|
137020
|
I was about sixteen or seventeen when James Miller had a stroke and died. He was a friend of my father's and a preacher-guy. The last time our church had been that full was at the barbecue the weekend after the church was built. Somehow, the structure went…
|
137060
|
“The first thing you must remember,” Polly tells the Levensons, “is that every penny you spend on your guests is that much less you can spend on your horses.”
|
137074
|
Near dusk today a car backfired on the street beneath my office window
|
137096
|
Tell people of substance the truth.
|
137052
|
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.
|
137022
|
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.
|
1370106
|
Rainy eyes fall fast somewhere
close to me
Riding the wind like lust
|
137000
|
Picnicking In Mt. Misery Cemetery We breathe the damp shade, plum trees shining in a woodland where there are few wrong things I want to remember-- the steel fence of the power company blazing under an arc light is one. On this day of ripening fruit …
|
136900
|
She's speaking again, this time in whispers. Her head is shrinking in on itself. If there is a way to save her I'm not aware of it.
|
136921
|
When she would leave my pillows still smelled like her. I would just inhale her for hours afterwards, sex and honeysuckles.
|
136900
|
It was a bright day in April, the cruelest month, and the gears and pumps of the train beat on into the still air.
|
136942
|
They sit across from each other and she smiles as if they were in a normal place.
|
136955
|
Her name was Carrie. And yes, it was love at first sight. Yes, she was a client, and you were supposed to keep your hands off the clients. Everyone in real estate knew that. She came into my office and took a seat in the reception area. I had a listing on Cedar…
|
13691413
|
Let me say these words now
|
136920
|
I’m starting to feel more interested in my savings account.
|
136911
|
the sour waft of a secret
|
136911
|
She remembers the days when she could have purchased every card in the store and found the words to fill them all.
|
136953
|
I don't look like other poets. /
People hardly believe it when I say /
"I write poetry, sometimes. /
During lonely evenings."
|
136963
|
You may want to pretend to leave once or twice, peeking in through a window from a darkened room, to see how they interact. Never leave a new poet unattended with the pack until you’ve determined that the new arrival has learned to fit in with the other w
|
136865
|
|
136811
|
Damn, the light turned
green
on me.
Wasn't ready.
|
136822
|
Reading magazines this week, I learned that:Sally Field dislikes gefilte fish.(Vanity Fair, 3/16)Pornhub, an explicit-video-sharing site, gets 2.4 million visitors per HOUR. (Time, 4.11.16)There are 641 million obese people in the world today. (Time,…
|
136822
|
The house where my brother lived up in the hills above Hollywood, looked like any other suburban house on any normal street Anywhere USA, except that once you got inside the house — spread out at your feet was a panoramic view over a canyon that was act
|
