1234 5 1
|
Every time I look at you there are two dumb mouths that slip between stretch marks.
|
123410
|
Sometimes I think our gathering is a ritual centered on collective visualization. Other times I feel like I have been physically transported. I am not sure there is a difference.
|
123411
|
The white moon is dangling
by a thread tonight.
I close my eyes
and listen to it undress.
Your halo fell around your ankles
and you became see-through,
but there’s a vast gulf between being pretty,
and pretty dangerous.
Still, I’ve s
|
123330
|
Musing on female beauty I came up with this: it makes my dick hard. And if that's a bit crude, well, hell, I'm dead. Want to sue me? Back when the clans were at one with the earth, circa goo-gobs of long years B.C., female beauty meant…
|
123310
|
I liked E first because she knew all the words to "Alice's Restaurant." Everybody knows "American Pie," but "Alice's," that's impressive. We used to cut class in high school and drive around listening to it, and I'd try to pretend I knew the words, but I never did, so…
|
123311
|
In the afternoon, there was a certain time when the sunlight spilled through the windows in the common room and made everything look all bright and fresh and optimistic. If you ignored the patients and doctors milling about and…
|
123356
|
so much of what we know with certainty is amazingly uncertain
|
123330
|
I still remember the old times when we were together. I wish I wouldn't have let you go. If you ever thought that we should be together, please come back.
|
123330
|
Roanne awoke on the livingroom couch with the usual willies dancing in stomp time inside her. She blinked, looked around. The room was a mess, with clothes strewn hither and yon on the floor and the chairs and TV. On the walls, rock stars,…
|
123354
|
No one has the right/
to script how someone dies.
|
1233133
|
I'm available most weekends.
|
123321
|
In the tang of winter warm
and summer cool,
|
123300
|
When I wake, I wonderwhat leaves the smile haunting my lips.There is only a ghostly remnant of your eyes, your touch, your kiss. Now I long for the Sea of Dreams,but my body is here imprisoned.Awake, I cannot reach you.The ship has departed; the tides have…
|
123300
|
He knew she’d spend the day furiously scrubbing the best she could too, despite the hot house in the middle of a Southern Summer, and despite no matter how hard she tried, the place would always look filthy.
|
123300
|
Kenichi the boar arrived from the forest with the other elders. The police officers stepped back, awed by these large nature creatures.
|
123284
|
Didn't usually go to the parade
because it was long and cold
But only a few blocks
from the apartment
Maybe if the sun had
warmed all up some
|
123220
|
I wanted those jelly rolls so bad I could scream
|
123240
|
The coffee filter rustles like the Pages of your notebook, which Only tires you even more. Make your drink strong to Make up for the lack of resolve In your shoulders, and Your weak promises. The familiar sound of percolation And you reach the…
|
123200
|
Italian authorities seized $1.9 billion in "green" investments made by La Cosa Nostra to launder money. Reuters
|
123200
|
the lazy leaves of a parlour palm finger
lavender in a wine bottle.
|
123202
|
There's a whole pack of us, men minted from hot brass and thumbtacks.
Too tough for sensibility's sake.
|
123220
|
I thought that was the last day of the world (when I floated up near your ceiling,) but it was the first. I thought I had seen the worst. But that was nothing. I know you had no idea what was coming when I first met you. But when we looked in each other
|
123220
|
Fabulous birds perched nearby, where we were. In their memory there goes the little god, original, in the midst of it all, happiness like anything near the river-mouth. Letting yourself dabble in the femaleness of it. In the lower world or on the playin
|
123200
|
Less than a week ago, I was still a republican. It’s strange what an invitation for a job interview at the Palace does with your principles.
I’m especially nervous because the interview’s late in the afternoon. I could go to the be
|
123210
|
“What if every cloud you saw carried a bit of hope?” she said to the window, looking out at a rolling storm. There's something peaceful about stormy weather when you're inside. Stormy weather. It almost sounds quaint. “Well?” she said,…
|
123266
|
of a strangely found desire. I wanted to tell you something important, I'm sure, I mean it's pretty obvious, even in this funny breathing space, but everything has been said to death. More isn't always…
|
123242
|
—Francesco, I wish you would give up smoking, said Michiko.
|
123200
|
A man walks on the moon my mother knew at Purdue.
|
123100
|
We used to have a saying: steal an old lady’s pocketbook and you’ll go to jail, steal her pension and you’ll go to the Ritz.
|
123111
|
I am naked in an upright glass box with water running through my hair and over my skin. I am in there when the old man who invited himself into our house for six long months (because no one had the nerve to tell him to leave) opens a door and stands…
|
