Most read stories

A Girl You Couldn't Hurt

12301230 views22 comments11 fav

“You take the woman, you get her records,” Dean said, and he didn't seem the least bit troubled by the Streisand album.

Son

12301230 views11 comment11 fav

Trenches coated with man-gruel laced the earth.

Knots

12301230 views44 comments11 fav

She sees her first husband on the bathroom floor, ingrained in the wood.

Nineteen in '72

12301230 views00 comments00 favs

bursting girl there is no moon

21

12301230 views33 comments22 favs

The coach told the player, number 21, to stand in front of the net in order to distract the opposing team's goaltender and to block the view, to 'screen' him as it were. 21 did so, and did it well. There were defensemen that gave him much trouble by hitting his legs and…

Now

12301230 views44 comments33 favs

I'm looking for the perfect/passage, a safe, sound/jettison to now.

dream lives and cancers

12301230 views11 comment00 favs

Around sunset or sometime after, we are on the futon talking about dream lives and cancers. He asks me about my ideal living situation, my ideal career, my ideals in general. I would be a turtle, I say. I would travel and have a home I could always go to, I could always be…

Mr. Townsend Wakes Up

12301230 views11 comment00 favs

Mr. Townsend is a normal guy. He's been on auto pilot a while. When he finally snaps out of it, he's surprised at what he finds.

Coal Mine Pickle Jar

12301230 views00 comments00 favs

I can’t move - I try to move my arms - I try to move my legs - If I can scream then that will wake me up - I scream

Release My Pajamas

12301230 views33 comments22 favs

And then I heard “Yea, for I have seen the Father The Son, and the Holy Toast” Okay now, something up was weird

Skinburn

12301230 views00 comments00 favs

I wrinkled my face up in the glare and warmth of the sun. I baked easy in the hovering heat and my spot-speckled skin ate up the rays and swallowed deeply.

THE PERFECT KIND OF HAPPY

12301230 views11 comment00 favs

I think of particles exploding, coming back together like some physics experiment I don’t know the name for. “Large Hadron Collider,” you say. But that’s not what I mean.

Mamba

12301230 views22 comments11 fav

How does Bandie feel about snakes? This is my thought. What good is a serpent without venom?

Ben Clarone: Prologue Part 3

12301230 views22 comments22 favs

The urban-abused Chevy looked older than its seven years.

I HEART INTERNET

12301230 views00 comments00 favs

What can I say about the Internet It's one of the best inventions since the TV set It's a place you can do research and shop A place where you can sell everything from shoes to stock You can go to rooms and chat And meet some nice people or some that seem…

Writing Prompts

12291229 views66 comments55 favs

If you want to be a writer, just write stuff.

Man

12291229 views1010 comments44 favs

There’s not enough time because we come back to the things we never learn and forget them.

The Oxymoronic Life of a Nearly Dead Woman

12291229 views1212 comments66 favs

I could have a minor stroke.

Jam Sessions with Wannabe Rock Stars

12291229 views55 comments33 favs

Hey Sledge! Yo. Did you know Socrates hated the idea of writing thoughts down? He said it weakened the memory…made us lazy. Say wha? That's why he never wrote a book. The only way we know about him is through his student Plato's writing. St

Orbital Mechanics/ National Poetry Month 2014/ 30 poems

12291229 views99 comments66 favs

Captain Nemo never died./ He cruises all the seven seas/ below the waves in Nautilus 2,

Tethered

12291229 views11 comment00 favs

Handsome are the houses,effigies in synthetic stucco: prosperity divinedbehind parted walls. Behold the ersatz simplicityof the residential subdivision, contrived construction inline and line and line. …

The Third Leading Cause

12291229 views77 comments44 favs

I leave the 29 to go after the 1

Stop Sign

12291229 views00 comments00 favs

Made sense then, should have written it down - But I fell back to sleep instead

BORDER JUSTICE

12291229 views00 comments00 favs

CHAPTER ONE About nine-thirty P.M. on Friday night, Mary Fowler pushed her grocery cart through the double sliding glass doors. It was three weeks before Christmas. The sun had set and the temperature had begun to cool rapidly in…

The Meat Lady

12291229 views55 comments44 favs

After all our morals And ethics of distrust Have been ripped out And discussed There’s still the Meat Lady At the end of the day Standing around in the midst of the crowd Handing out her meat In little morsels on a toothpick Af

Pops

12291229 views55 comments44 favs

My father is the kind of man to shout at you / just because you took the wrong road / at least the road that he’s not used to...

Her Sunday Story

12281228 views33 comments00 favs

She turned on the television. The newscaster was her husband. She changed the channel. Her husband interviewing her husband. She changed the channel. A baseball game. Her husband pitched to her husband who popped a fly ball which was caught by her husband

Closed Letter to Management

12281228 views1010 comments77 favs

don’t ask me to set my goals./ I have none except safe air to breathe,/ a reliable roof,/ something aromatic in the oven.

a small appliance man

12281228 views11 comment11 fav

"Did you ever steal any money?" he finally asked. "Never. It was mostly toasters. There was the odd coffee maker or electric can opener ... but mostly ... toasters."

woke up in 2010//an exercise four years ago

12281228 views33 comments33 favs

I am from slow diagnoses, impatience and parents skeptical of New York City doctors. I am from tall buildings, yogurt shakes, and envy for my brother's asthma machine. I am from here, stay away from there, don't get too close, be careful at the edge, the…