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The night before, his dad had stumbled in drunk and beat his mother. John had covered his ears with his pillow to block out their screams.
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You have at least
an intermittent belief.
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... and that’s the story of the Polish worker who looks like van Gogh.
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You welcome the new girl by putting a message on her back. I breathe harder until she pops or until you ask me what I’ve seen or until you see my hand turn into a fist.
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mind heart soul will blood sweat tears muscle, and bone,/and then always something else—not more, just else . . .
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The redwood trees were taller than dreams
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The Black night reached under his shiny silk jacket
And touched the steamy leather of his holster.
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We're in a sedate forest next to a boisterous beach. The sky is sea green above the trees and forest green above Sinepuxent Bay. Chaste squirrels are keeping a lookout for bad-boy gulls. Kids on circus bikes ride out of the woods into their bathing suits. The…
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Outbreaks of mass communal dancing—sometimes referred to as “choreomania”—occurred in Europe with some frequency in Europe between the 14th and the 18th centuries.
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I’d say something I didn’t mean, then she’d say something she didn’t mean, and on and on until one of us came up dry and would be forced to—take exception to something the other had said, to take it seriously.
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He switched off the light. His wife was breathing softly. At her bedside he told her of her friends the roses, of the pretty carnation brooch he had pinned on her silk scarf, of her coquettish hat which fitted her so well. Small, simple and bright memories the heavy night…
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Daylight and cold sensed as an abstract, a number in my mind. Air thin, polluted, lacking oxygen. But the Recyclers are at it again.
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Against//
the mysteries and the dark/
it illuminates and shapes
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My dad / always had a fondness for Raleigh’s kind of loss
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It's definitely not her pretty face that made him smile so quirkily when she returned in the evening.
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Then he said something that really made sense, said he kept a blank check in his back pocket...
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with peaty aromatics, opened,/
and a welcomed sting, swallowed,
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Green hands
wave
in freezing water.
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I barely scraped the sleep out of my eyes when I heard the shrill crying from outside the kitchen window, and I recalled one of the many reasons cats can't be trusted. You see, they're evolutionarily wired to imitate the sound of a crying human baby, so when they…
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years later ghosts enter. . . .
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All the baby monsters are being born on stage.
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She arranged to have an abortion at a doctor Greene’s office, who practiced out of a converted house on Solano Avenue on the north side of Berkeley. I took her there the day of the procedure. You couldn’t go to a regular hospital to have this kind of thi
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my time there was not one afternoon not / one river not one tunnel not one falling
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Henry recognized the shoes. “There’s a little vampire came in with those on, but I last saw her over by the juice bar.” He couldn’t be bothered with Arthur’s “sections.” The club wasn’t that big that it had to be defined by sections.
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She is a manifold of temporal flows.
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how much is downed/
to counteract the down/
with deeper down.
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looked briefly – glanced
shouted loudly – yelled
fell down – fell
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“You've got to be kidding me. A robot?”, said Marge as she rotated in the chair at her desk. She removed the leaf of paper from the typewriter and set in down on the desk. She looked up at Parkins who was leaning against the wall nursing a cold cup of…
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