1014 0 0
|
The sexuality comes over us in waves. We need to hold things, someone. The women, the men, side by side, our features blending together. We notice the small curved lines at the corners of the mouth. We notice everything. And the animal is still inside m
|
1014 1 1
|
artifacts gone obsolete / miscegenating in suspension
|
1014 0 0
|
But conversation, like music, is measured in beats, and he waits for more than one, and loses the moment.
|
1014 0 0
|
I ran down a list of the few car-related words I knew: Battery? Gas tank? It was an admittedly short list.
|
1014 0 0
|
I was still18 years old when the plane landed in South Korea. It was 10AM, Friday. Stepping off the jet way, it could have been any airport in America. But it wasn't. As soon as we got in the airport we were hustled to Customs. Filled out a bunch of forms. Asked…
|
1013 2 1
|
Balls excite our interest because we live on a ball. We travel through space on a ball.
|
1013 1 1
|
Mary Jo told me to hire somebody to marry us in a ceremony in the living room up at the house on Fairlawn. This was to take place in two days. Her divorce was final, and she had to get married or else it was all over for her child custody. I guess I was
|
1013 8 8
|
The train station offers a pleasant atmosphere, though it exists as an in between place. People only come here to go somewhere else.
|
1013 0 0
|
Being forced to spend blood money on libations isn't stoic.
It's shitty.
|
1013 8 5
|
I felt that love could
not be paid for or else could
never be paid for enough.
|
1013 2 0
|
The longer this goes on the worse it gets.
|
1013 7 5
|
In the beginning there was salt
God licked the salt and said it was
Good. Then there was Light
Then Chocolate
The rest is just History
It’s no great Mystery
Oh, and Fireflies
Fireflies with Due Dates
Flew out of the Slice of Life
S
|
1013 0 0
|
Randall had created Raoul to enjoy the freedom of being another person, but this became his second life crisis.
|
1013 0 0
|
The paper
in his typewriter
|
1013 1 1
|
Patio Joe, 55 and constantly smelling of swill, got his name because he sold and stocked patio furniture at the neighborhood Kmart. With his pockets full of dusty rags and crushed Old Golds, he'd daydream about check out girls.But I suppose you'd have to call them check out…
|
1013 3 3
|
Like the miserable sledgehammer I am, with no adjective in place to praise your moon, you are a hole well-worn into my favorite rock. I have only been able to reinvent this wronged language, in which being moved by…
|
1013 0 0
|
|
1013 4 4
|
I was sitting in Prague
having breakfast on 9/11
near the Astronomical Clock
while the world was bombing ISIS
the sons of ex-Nazis
sitting at a table nearby
and old apparatchiks
leisurely eating sausages
while the world took a moment
to
|
1013 6 3
|
Spring break that year, (1963) I spent nearly every minute with Lynda. Her taste for sex was unquenchable once we’d gotten started. We did it in every position possible. The sitting position in the front seat of the car, which my brother Herb had to expla
|
1013 0 0
|
This was supposed to be a love letter written by a content writer, then it just got weird.
|
1013 3 2
|
I dream empty, the wind blowing benzene blue. Shards of glass. Barbed wire. Bricks crushing flame into notions gone quick, never painless. Is it my blood? In my eyes. On my hands. Is it for you? I'm not sure where I'm walking here. Walking towards what from. Is it…
|
1012 6 0
|
As unlikely as it may seem, John Coltrane was in fact a member of the U.S. Navy Band in 1947 in Honolulu.
|
1012 0 0
|
"Come into my face." said Duras famously as she neared death. This is very beautiful. If one takes Duras to speak of something akin to the 'face' as given us by Levinas, and we may display this face here as something like an Husserlian universal…
|
1012 1 0
|
Some things are said.
Others, never.
|
1012 0 0
|
I am always impressed with your intelligence.
I love watches. I'm not interested in time.
I am well read so talking to myself can be fun.
|
1012 4 0
|
She is left feeling like she has missed a stop, that she's at the last stop, that she's somewhere she wasn't meant to be.
|
1012 4 2
|
When they first brought me home, I was their pride and joy. Then, one day, they put me in this wooden box.
|
1012 2 2
|
Happy is a look we are trying to wear better
|
1011 2 0
|
An officer appeared and told us that we were already dead. We were already ghosts. As soon as you realize this, there is nothing to fear.
|
1011 17 10
|
I hate turnstiles and revolving doors
|