1180 12 13
|
The child was delivered, set to breathing, and whisked away before Fae Anne could even catch a glimpse of her.
|
118001
|
The end of love is a rusty barbed-wire fence.
|
118010
|
And I'm usually soft-spoken.
|
117900
|
The Party and the Body The party at my mother's ended Saturday night deep into Sunday's morning. I tried to remember the exact circumstances of the end but although they wouldn't come it didn't worry me. I knew I would remember at a certain point. It…
|
117942
|
The rising sun was hidden from his eyes by the hips of the woman next to him in the bed.
|
117922
|
(v 1: I picked up a robin yesterday. It was red and puffed and in the middle of the road in front of the car on the way to the grocery store. I put on the brakes and turned on the flashing red light to signal my stop. I picked the bird up and moved it to the side of the…
|
117934
|
You're all I've got to keep me company, but it's a very fine company. So familiar, and warm as any cold digital fireplace. I can tell you've got more in your story, but it doesn't make you happy. I really do not feel well today. Fun I wanted to…
|
117921
|
The body does what a body must
|
117943
|
We could act the anthropologist.
|
117900
|
I glance back over my shoulder as you fumble with the keys. Repeatedly. You swear a little under your breath. You finally locate the proper one and the large door swings open. I hold it as you run over to the alarm keypad. You punch in the code written on a…
|
1179104
|
Licking bowl and spoon taste and foretaste follow.
|
117941
|
I still see you lying on the tracks
|
117900
|
She lets the book drop through her fingers to the floor and stares straight ahead watching the red lights streak by in the darkness. The train rocks her away from the seat and back; she rolls her spine along the plastic to absorb the motion, taking it away from…
|
117900
|
I’ll give you a pair of grey cement pumps
then into the river, your body I’ll dump.
|
117910
|
Michael shifted impatiently as his mom steadied the gyrocycle above the parking space. A rather blank, empty smile came over her face, and Michael understood. The Proctors were everywhere and where they weren’t, there was always a Neighbor who would be h
|
117975
|
|
117900
|
As individual as a shadow and the opposite of ‘stone faced’, Sidney Elvin “Ike” Liebowitz, with a clean-shaven face, well kempt hair and sideburns a quarter of an inch off of his ears, walks down a dirty and dimly lit street pondering sneakers.
|
117932
|
Questions unanswered proliferate/
across the April sky, blue//
with wisps of cirrus white.
|
117821
|
Why I roamed these flats, choir-Like floors of a century forgivenAnd wedded in an XXL gownIs beyond us. Give me something extra, please. This Town rides in like a school bus.
|
1178127
|
“She's the year of the horse,” Metri said as he peeled his dirty head from the bed, his hair was as matted as a racoon tale. It was as wild as a wild animal and smelled like body odor with a hint of blood. He slid his scabbed hands up to his chest as if to…
|
117811
|
What else could I be doing right now,Besides lying on the couch and staring at the ceiling,Looking for patterns in the colors and lines on the tiles?Looking for you,Immobilized,Succumbed to the siren song you sing.Lured to slavery,Yet you are free,Wild,Unable to be…
|
117811
|
We’ve been married for 24.1667 years now and–well–my wife was starting to remind me of a public building. The Registry of Motor Vehicles, to be precise.
|
117874
|
i just seem to be stuck is all
|
117820
|
I remember when we first met, telling my friends, He’s so pretty I’d dump my boyfriend for him.
I remember driving all around Elmhurst looking for parking. We sat in the car eating figs and popcorn. We tried to throw the fig pits or stumps, or wh
|
117783
|
In the dark I rode naked
feeling quite exposed...
|
117720
|
and as in real life,
occasionally
sneezed on.
|
11771211
|
|
117720
|
feathered flightless freak of nature
|
117786
|
Yet tenderness resided here
among the canvases,
the tubes of paint, brushes, and candle wax;
the splatters of discarded ideas.
We made love the way people said prayers
|
117700
|
We’re on the phone dead battery & I want this to last forever. The last thing I want to do is make decisions.
|
