1385 5 2
|
He remembers, he touches,
he lifts and kisses the mouth.
|
138542
|
|
138522
|
Rob slogged down First as November winds tore right on through him that Tuesday at four o'clock in the morning, letting him know that he was the only man left on the face of the whole fucking planet. Except for an old, broke,…
|
138541
|
A bum leaves his shopping cart
in the middle of the intersection
at 7th Ave and Perry St
and walks away
leaving everything behind
Shopping cart gets hit
by an onslaught of
yellow taxis whizzing by
The contents flying out
into the hum
|
138521
|
It began not so innocently
with voyeuristic tendencies.
the sound of concrete
and confetti in the night.
|
138522
|
|
138575
|
it acquires a fine translucence
|
138501
|
Miranda hugged Madam Mayweather as the girls, except Akane, gathered around them.
|
138560
|
Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my phone?Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my phone?Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my phone?Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my phone?Where the fuck are my keys?Where the hell is my…
|
138587
|
. . . the roar of fire speaks lasting heat . . . .
|
138542
|
whatever weaknesses you displayed//
as empathetic human fellow traveler,/
your command of English survives you,//
on into the last echoes of the human/
once we’re gone.
|
1385158
|
But even if the truth
Never sets me free
I'll know this ain't the end of me
|
138442
|
III. Through wheelwind crypts of mystery, through…
|
1384137
|
Expose those for whom freedom is greed.
|
138431
|
When Beez and I were visiting D.C., Beez saw MDW after many years and said, almost so that MDW could hear him if he wished, “His hair looks like Beethoven’s.”
|
138433
|
I'm the first child she ever knew that couldn't sing.
|
138451
|
Bardan O'Connor stared at himself in the mirror but didn't recognize the image before him. He was pale and looked like death. He tried to psyche himself up for the latest show with a shot of Irish whiskey. He slapped himself hard in the face. "Get it together man." The…
|
138410
|
|
138453
|
It's not a funeral. Nobody to mourn over.
|
138440
|
A group of us from work are playing cards at a friend's house, so when my brother Jimmy calls, I take my phone into the other room. I already know what it's about, really the only reason he ever calls these days.“Look, I hate to ask,” he begins, the way he…
|
138442
|
—Man, what a tearjerker way to end an interview, said Ben.
|
138400
|
The Series Finale of 'Arcana Magi Zero' and 'Arcana Magi Pure'
|
138431
|
Happens at a party, this way, past frat boys
perched in branches like idiot hoot owls,
|
138463
|
I signed up for functional
I did not ask for this mixed bag
of broken glass
I have enough to swallow
|
138421
|
I have never known how gold this time of year, With its palladium arcade, was, of the trees That do not sense the pleasure of their silence; Trees are egalitarian, they do not speak But concourse among themselves, consent to join us At this moment breathing…
|
138321
|
Love is easy. Lazy. Fickle.
|
138344
|
the view is
breathtaking here.
|
138320
|
They shoveled coal into the furnace of the city so the ghosts would be warm for their haunting.
|
138311
|
Our revolutionaries
Have evolved into gamekeepers
|
138385
|
I know you probably don’t want to hear any more of this nudist stuff about my family and all, but this Reamer guy was a red-faced German boozehound if there ever was one. He married my brother’s ex-wife Beryl, after Harris left her to her cheap red jug wi
|
