1359 0 0
|
Anyway, without Mr. Little, my life would have been much more difficult after my father was arrested. It was difficult enough as it was. Mr. Little was my personal hero at a time in my life when I had very few people that I could look up to. The funny
|
135900
|
A decade, at minimum, was how long their notes had transpired.Still, they all knew how it would end.
|
135955
|
The virgins smirk / //
We got medieval on their asses
|
135900
|
By the time I was born, my parents were already sickened, blackened, blighted people.
|
135933
|
J., W., and W.’s girlfriend were exploring the nature and mores of homosexual conduct by discussing whether W. would be willing to suck J.’s cock.
|
135932
|
In this way a section of a marsh or weapons testing range, a forest or corporate landscape is transported into his living room.
|
135921
|
I must say your script is rather impressive. “You will mesmerize a girl in velvet stained garment…” “The channels of cologne fade from a body, eventually.” The girl carousels home with a raspier…
|
1359106
|
We do not all love each other for the sake of our shared art, apparently.
|
135841
|
The cicadas hissed and chirruped until the air was thick with a noise like mechanical bedsprings bouncing for the 4th of July.
|
135811
|
On this day, a blinding sky
holds ribbed reams of clouds,
staccato against staggering blue.
|
135800
|
To politicians who think things will stop,
When they finally let slip and drop -
this government of ours we call
The ultimate power of them all.
|
135821
|
In my dream I am the showy leaf, and you are the stem, and you are the strength. I am the leaf turning colors, my face flushed, the fine hair at my neck, and there is the deep carnal twisting around your stem that sends me floating to the ceiling over a
|
135821
|
The first intimation that something was afoul was when his computer crashed.
|
135840
|
I became infamous, in certain circles, for what I achieved, maybe more so for what I did not. I invented a dating service for seniors called “Carbon Dating.” I wrote a book called “What Real Estate Did for Me,” which was very brief and to the point. It
|
135893
|
Our trouble decided when the CUNY PhD student, a poet, cried out, “Racination!” during discussion of my poem.
|
135800
|
A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Also a thing with bodacious knockers.
|
135822
|
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NO3RAM7-ciU
|
135720
|
Uncles. Cousins. Enos. No matter how loosely a net is woven, eventually the strands come together again.
|
135710
|
So what happensTo the VFWIn a global economyAnd the monumentsErected in reverenceAfter the boysWho became menCame back homeTo be fathersThen grandfathersGreat-grandfathersAnd start to fall awayAs the days creep byThat petty paceOf politics as usualFamily DiasporasAnd maybe…
|
135733
|
I will not leave the boat.
The sea has left you.
|
135711
|
In this 7-Eleven at 2AM I can write the saddest lines. /
Among these malcontents and degenerates I am Ovid
|
135710
|
Beyond the parrots and the palms, she can see an airplane resting in the canyon below, belly up, wings like outstretched arms, the occupants inside presumably rotting in their seats.
|
135712
|
I was setting up a mattress and a lamp in the balcony of my house because a boy, G., told me he was coming to fuck me.
|
135711
|
. . . I wanted to put Tiffany out of her misery and mine and shove her in front of the next large vehicle hurtling down the drive-through lane . . . .
|
135721
|
I am beleaguered by duplicity.
|
135711
|
Next morning the thought crosses my mind of snapping Mom’s neck, making sure she’s dead, and then running down to the sea to drown myself.
|
135701
|
I felt my words reach out and try to grab him by the heart. They missed.
|
135731
|
When I bumped my head I almost fell to the ground Not so much stars As flashes of lights That looked like sparklers My mother chasing the dog She never catches it The cat sits on a nearby chair It's head moving as the dog does …
|
135700
|
Azure analyzed her surroundings. There were potted plants along the walls. It reminded her of the dormitories at Memorial Academy. Each room had a number.
|
135733
|
I study the architecture of hunger. I listen to intuitions. I have a map of heaven and a map of hell and they are the same map.
|
