1246 4 2
|
blue plexiglass skateboard is holding the light of a turmeric sun. jacob turns it this way and that and lets it sit on its side atop parking curbs. denim legs canvas feet. looking down sign ridden streets and squinting. sometimes sun showers leak out. cotton…
|
124632
|
Lips touch briefly at first
|
124611
|
I love you, I said. A beautiful smile struggled through the pain. But I love you more.
|
124600
|
The bedroom was still as our conversation dissolved into a heavy silence broken only by the ticking of the clock on her night table and the occasional sob that hadn't yet been swallowed in her pillow. I stubbed out my cigarette and leaned forward in…
|
124622
|
Too young to stay interested for long in the words I was reading. My father said the man was very intelligent and most of his writing was hard to understand.
|
124620
|
I find that I am keeping silent more often. I don't like repeating myself.
|
124664
|
We believe in our love storyin spite of the ferocious efforts ofserial bankerseverywhere to discourage us from looking our damned nearprettiest if we really feel like it. I meangranted they do do their ugly troll dogimpressions of…
|
124600
|
It was an unseasonably warm day in early spring when I first saw the man in the treehouse. The boys had just climbed onto the school bus, the older with shoulders hunched, weighted down with the gross unfairness of his early adolescent life, the younger still scribbling…
|
124698
|
I took Annie to the zoo, and the tigers got out. The little tigers, that is. Cubs.
|
124611
|
It had been a long night, a hard night. The sky had been filled with blackened clouds, patters of wind snapping and whipping like a pirate's flag hung at full mast. Rain beat…
|
124511
|
In the sides of mountains the rivers rush through and who would stop them as they gain a hold on the world? For silences they keep just then, as if from a larger wisdom and different clock. Pink moons and funny coins with the heads of lions and lambs, and the quarter…
|
124542
|
At first he thought it was a cat she was holding, swathed in a white, fleece blanket
|
1245108
|
Once with the lights flickering....
|
124500
|
Those eyes – they held a lost blue sadness that enveloped her and stopped her mid-movement.
|
124510
|
Since I have never found any mention of children that you may have had in your writings, I've been a little reluctant to tell you this story. It may be a touchy subject for you...I don't know. It's a lot of conjecture on my part, but there's one indispu
|
124511
|
They heard Chu’s voice, he was lying ten feet away, his skull opened up.
“Find my change,” was all he was saying. “I left my change around, look for it."
|
124521
|
Mulvihill suspected, but could not prove, that the connection to all three murders and the three men was a painting
|
124511
|
In his head the moment would have been different.
|
124597
|
Antibiotic ointment didn't help. Maybe Granny medicine would.
|
124500
|
Son, could you please step out of the car?
|
124533
|
or.
Have you ever contemplated smashing someone's face to The Stooges' Fun House?
|
124521
|
You looked innocent and
I
was the epitome of just that …
|
1244102
|
...cinched the handcuffs.
|
124433
|
He’s so stoned he’s in the zen zone,
Which is just beyond the end zone.
|
124463
|
I returned to Minnesota from Montreal a week ago to realize that my sweetheart in Manhattan had hired a Ukrainian escort.
|
124421
|
We all heard the audible skill you had, speaking smoothly of our lives, saying audibly what has driven us, who are huge with night, rising with its origin inside, and clear water running past, beyond, behind, and after us.
To honor, to fear utteranc
|
124488
|
Pity would have been appropriate. Yet, townsfolk whispered behind his back. Shouldn't he do something about it. So lazy. A gluttonous swine. Hadn't his mother kept him too long at tit, breastfeeding ‘til four? Look. Look at him now. A fat man. Our enormou
|
124400
|
Many colored eyes move slow
between the mirror and my heart,
begging questions.
I offer no explanation.
None suffice to breed either my content or theirs.
|
124411
|
Grace looks at her cell phone. It had been about a week since her Aunt Margaret fell, slipping gracefully down the stairs and pulling her shoulder out as she grabbed the banister, her hand caught in the holiday streamers spiraling down the railing. Every
|
124412
|
I dig with no light to guide the aim of my shovel but the stars peeking through the trees which are fuller now then when you went away.
|
