1244 0 0
|
After all, if she could get through World War II with no more than a couple of letters and numbers on her arm, she could, sure as hell, get through this.
|
124466
|
With the sudden thrust//
of April green, we can forget/
our drought continues.
|
124480
|
The soul was in the eyes but (it) isn't
The animal is in the body and can't be hidden
One senses the density of the blood there
Occasionally the soul rises to the surface
Occasionally the animal comes into the eyes
They use people and throw them away
|
124452
|
“Don’t you think you should tie a tourniquet or something?” she asked as I bled profusely from the points where Jesus was wounded during his crucifixion.
|
124410
|
From my office window, I watch the trains roll in and out of the city. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of passengers staring out windows as the train slows, the ones who have another destination. I've been on those trains before, ones that took me far away from all that…
|
1244155
|
Her captors allowed her the use of the toes of one foot. It was hard to pretend she was numb—as if playing an artic game indoors. With the ball of her foot, she primed the canvas. Her big toe acted as a fan brush, the rest were sable, flat, or pointy. She told…
|
124495
|
an artist sits in the sun
moving fingers through long hair
|
124411
|
You could hear her coming from a long way off
like she kept trying to catch her breath,
like she was getting the fun rattled out of her bones.
But it was laughter, always laughter that kept on
filling up her belly from the inside
and she was
|
124421
|
Over the last 30 days we have seen a radical decrease in our revenue stream. Our Q3 earnings fell dramatically short of what we had projected, and as a result the leadership team has had to look at some difficult cost-reducing measures.
|
124320
|
A minute later, a shadow appeared across the left-hand page of the book.
|
124376
|
They wink at me as if to share/
a cosmic joke whose punch line’s still/
a couple dozen light years out
|
124322
|
Can you remember now? How we could each disappear completely, connected despite fault lines. . . .
|
124311
|
It must be some sort of Freudian twist, but as her cold fingertips draw rings on my navel, I think of my mother. Here, her body watches my tongue, asking my lips to curl into the letters of her name. I can't get erect. I remember my mother's face—her eyes almost…
|
124342
|
Concrete coffeecake
drumbeat gyrate
Andy Rooney ran a meter.
|
124363
|
|
124396
|
Sonia banks on hidden things in the minds of other people, whereas I bank on what I know.
|
124344
|
I heard the patron yelling,
“Hey, man! That’s my cappuccino!”
when the young female snatched it and got away.
But the police cornered her a few blocks away,
licking the last bits of foam off her wiley whiskers.
That’s how they knew they had
|
124300
|
Ben panicked momentarily. Which passport?
|
124200
|
Love is easy when all is going well, but it is one of life’s profound, humbling lessons that few people love you enough to wipe your butt.
|
124222
|
The Church of Chimera, which has tentacles in most cities, would like you to accept the existence of MEGACROCODOG, invisible possessor of the largest penis imaginable. You are promised an afterlife of bliss, as long as you pray to MEGACROCODOG and say his penis is the…
|
124200
|
My writing career began with sitting around the tree eating Christmas presents.
|
124211
|
|
124211
|
our cogs
winding
and whirring
|
124221
|
The Fat Man took a sip of whiskey, then replaced his glass on the table next to his fedora. …
|
124200
|
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.
|
124200
|
But the things I do know are the ways we've changed since we'd fallen into each other.
|
124285
|
I was so high on the not knowing, I thought, you will love me for my confusion. And so I allowed myself to reach further inward than either of us felt comfortable. I imagined a delicious vanilla pudding at the core of my exploration, sweet and satisfying enough for me to…
|
124175
|
of anything if that's the way you feel your love must go down, off its last nut before the big victimizing crash of the end of days and flowers. But watch out for thosethorn bushes that grow from forgotten holes in the ground.…
|
124120
|
Angelo stood to the side and lit a cigarette.
|
124111
|
|
