1313 10 8
|
|
131374
|
|
131377
|
often visit me in my room, so quietly, so suddenly, buzzing my head with wonderful, possible sentences. Sometimes I find they've been there radiating all along, children ready to burst out in a sneaky fit of laughter if I move just slightly…
|
131320
|
During the night and in the fog of halfsleep Ben shifted and felt the weight of Miranda gone from him, the bed empty. In the quiet of the house he thought he heard a footstep and the soft shutting of a door, and as his eyes searched the dark he…
|
131365
|
We drank beer and played loose pool, attracted two fun girls, one Jamaican, the other dirty blonde, both of whom seemed interested in only one of the four of us.
|
131310
|
Me leaving is not the confirmation of all your fears. It is not. It's because of them.
|
131300
|
When the lore of the land could no longer hold the minds of men, they turned their eyes to places where they expected to find no other gaze.
|
1313129
|
The gulls/
have somehow mastered the art//
of avoiding the nooses of six-pack/
plastic rings
|
131222
|
There it was
One abandoned high heel shoe on the sidewalk
Could have been
Some kind of robbery
Though
Maybe it was just
The beginning of the
Walk of shame
|
131200
|
an island hidden in the sound holds treasure
|
131220
|
As we follow the trail and things snap beneath our feet, I tell myself that the snapped things take pleasure, find purpose even, in the sounds they make with my soles.
|
1312199
|
|
131265
|
"Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of the angels."--William Carlos WilliamsThere is something beautiful I want to say to you that doesn't seem to make much more sense in a box of clever words like this one. It feels closer to…
|
131211
|
never have i wanted/ to stay in one place long,/ flight inspired to escape/ existential ennui--
|
131241
|
We call this game the end of the world...
|
131222
|
Let your father stay
through that dinner
when his mistress needed him,
while your mother was on the verge.
|
131211
|
He is sleek with hearts and I see a different name etched onto each one.
|
131244
|
But in 1991 Carmen developed a heroin habit and was forced to sell her powder blue, convertible Mercedes 500SL...
|
131275
|
One day, Dasha confessed to Igor that she had an incurable illness: Purple emptiness.
|
131110
|
They say that air traffic control is stressful work and I guess it is for some people. It did require a lot of concentration but that never bothered me much. I could keep the position, bearing and altitude of a couple of dozen aircraft in my head without
|
131120
|
He once owned a dog named Bark. As a kid, he was kicked out of the Boy Scouts of America. His childhood nickname was “Sleepy.” When he was little, and alone, he used to sing songs to God. When he joined Second City in 1973, the troupe was…
|
131100
|
An hour later, we're no closer to the tunnel. In our rental car, we're just two in a school of a thousand fish skimming the edge of the island. Go with the flow, we keep saying to each other. We're just going with the flow. …
|
1311163
|
There are two, though, that stayed for more than just a little while: Marvin and Oscar. Marvin was married and that's all I have to say about that. Oscar wasn't and it seemed as though he wasn't planning on getting married either. What a petty man he was.
|
131122
|
Defenestration - the act of throwing someone out of a window.
I went to Prague recently to visit my family’s castle, which is called Krivoklat. I’m not even going to attempt to explain to you how to pronounce that. It’s outside Prague, about an hour t
|
131153
|
In the neon light and barroom shadows,
|
131131
|
At school, Joe knew the answers to the questions. He used to jump up onto his desk and wave his arm before Mrs. Gestapo told him he would have to stop or he would go to the principal’s office, where the other kids said that the principal made you pull d
|
131122
|
The boy in the elevator with round glasses, /
who carried a newly-purchased broom, /
was tall and burdened with clothes
|
131100
|
They are kind of cool though I’ll admit…pretty types with perfect angles and poise and judicial daddies and shade tree homes, holding their books preciously against their tight bodies as if they’re into academics or something.
|
131131
|
And the urban sprawl doesn’t hesitate. All around me, I taste the aftermath of bricks, dust and dirt, freshly laid concrete slabs.
|
131100
|
“You know, Miss Viv, I love looking at the sun when it’s almost gone. It kinda looks like an orange and apple squished together. Those are the colors. And the puffy clouds under it look like a bed. It’s going to sleep."
|
