Most read stories

Homage to Elizabeth Jennings

857857 views11 comment11 fav

Barred from hotel bars and restaurants because you drank too much, you won the prizes but seemed to disdain the people who gave them.

Possible Wildlife (redux)

857857 views55 comments44 favs

This caused a problem when some raccoons, skunks and a fox were found lingering on and around the premises (separately, of course).

your notorious youth

857857 views00 comments00 favs

By what fictitious rib were you ever pulled out of your notorious youth, ever? Out of the early flower of your flesh, once on fire like a little vibrant reed with pure air, like a flute with wind getting up inside it? But already there’s a lon

Space Pop #1

857857 views11 comment00 favs

The Starship Emphasis was not having a good day, as two of their crew members had already died of dysentery because someone shat in the water again.

No New Clothes for the Empress

856856 views88 comments66 favs

Because I was not sure if the poet had said yearn or urine, I zoomed in on her mouth as she commanded the lectern...

Tangled Up in Glue

856856 views1313 comments88 favs

Shhhh, my husband is trying to write...

Filling up

855855 views00 comments00 favs

As I filled up today casually watching what I took to be the start of a fight on pump three, I never thought that this nearly full tank would be taking me to catch you before you leave.So don't worry, because I know you do, I've got more than enough, a nearly full tank, to…

Van Gogh’s Ear

855855 views66 comments66 favs

A drunken evening, both men soused and twitchy. An argument ensues with Yellow House roommate Paul Gauguin. The two dissing each other’s work like clicking beetles

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 58

855855 views22 comments11 fav

On October 14, 2009 Oriana Morosini appeared as the guest author on America’s most popular live television book show: The Author Answers

Construction

855855 views00 comments00 favs

A tattered bird had a made a tomb in tepid water, it was a puddle near the framework of a half-built room— but the soul's a swerving tunnel and the dead are waiting at the end: all sorts of animals huddled at the fringe where littered pine needles stand and creep…

Sometimes, Death

855855 views22 comments11 fav

He was surrounded by bats and stalactites and skeletons greeted him and dead celebrities moaned and neon signs -- props from defunct game shows -- were hung up as far as the eye can see.

substance shadow spirit

855855 views44 comments33 favs

ride crests and troughs of ceaseless change, / without delight but without fear, / and once it’s time to leave, then simply go, / without regret, with no unseemly fuss.

Swallowed Gulped Engulfed

855855 views44 comments11 fav

Last night the thesaurus exploded. Don’t ask how. It just did. Exploded. Burst. Blew up. Flew into pieces. Discharged.

Composition for 250 mg. Capsule in Yellow and Black

854854 views11 comment11 fav

What you have just experienced is an entertainment of a new type, one made possible by a convergence of the latest advances in pharmacology and technology.

I Can’t Wait To Develop Patience, But

854854 views22 comments22 favs

And they let the angels out at twilight, the dark twins of bats, and their troubled undersides. Never were the bats so disturbed. Never until now has true evil been so see-through, and clear.

The Pearl

854854 views11 comment00 favs

“An attractive woman is at a ritzy brunch. She’s drinking a really outstanding Bloody Mary and decides to try a raw oyster on the half shell.

From 'Upwards, into the White Eye Rising (Section 3)'

854854 views33 comments22 favs

A fractured world we haunt: the streets, the schoolyards- Across the floodlit roads, where we shared drunk adonics: No marbled halls but towers that stole the stars' eyes- Flat-roofed serrations against…

Perfect

853853 views33 comments22 favs

In the cafeteria we have the cheese fries. Sara's favorite. She eats with two fingers, pinching like a crane. Cheese drips and she licks the fingers. She licks the plate. She goes for it. Big Lulu, the cook, calls from the back. “That's what I like to…

Homeless Haiku

852852 views33 comments33 favs

All I want is a

The C.I.A. is trying to kill my GRANDMOTHER!!!

852852 views88 comments55 favs

Don't forget to fuck me. Blow me. Suck me. Don't forget to fuck me. [REPEAT 2X]

Bearded Lamb

852852 views66 comments33 favs

I was bleeding from the soul It took its toll I fell all the way down in a hole I saw some burning coal I didn’t know where the hell I was Or what went wrong As I sang some unholy song Where I did not belong There was a frozen carcas

our measured treads

851851 views44 comments33 favs

—and the god presiding over all / a four-faced, double-Janused clock / its equal seconds clickt away / ticking us our steps and breaths . . .

inflamed flower of your youth

851851 views00 comments00 favs

What was it about you that so inflamed the flower of our youth? That you could touch lightly that which illuminates all splendor and simplicity? That you could reach beyond mere flesh directly into the gates of heaven, and put me there, floating within

I'm Despondent, Yes...

851851 views00 comments00 favs

Do you remember who Laura S was? She was the one who tore out Shel’s heart. (It so happened that she was one of Lynda’s closest friends, and knew all her secrets.) Shel started seeing a shrink after Laura dumped him, and he would go around s

Time

851851 views33 comments00 favs

Time is the / gravy of the bloody roast beef of / emptiness.

Blurbmonger

850850 views00 comments00 favs

Rick is short, red-haired and looks like his head has been plopped directly onto his torso. Francine is six foot two, likes guys her height and prefers some of their height to consist of neck.

ice on the bottom of the moon

849849 views00 comments00 favs

I saw ice on the bottom of the moon last night, and I always thought I knew what it meant to go without, but this is something else again. To be without you this long is exhausting, it could wither the soul to go on like this. There’s this head hanging,

The Mud Slicks at Low Tide

849849 views77 comments44 favs

The mud slicks at low tide were a mood.Thick gobs that smelled of fish, sulfur and claysalt and wild seaweed like fungusmoldy like left out fruityet it drew her closerto the shorelinecloser to feelingit between her toesthick, squirtsas her feet liftedlike a suction cupand…

The Collector Of Twilights

849849 views33 comments33 favs

I like to collect twilights. I fold them carefully and put them in my wallet. They fit neatly between the dollar bills that have a weird tendency to curl. This bugs me. I don't know why they do that. Something to do with the design of the wallet. But the twilights fit…

obituary unsolicited

848848 views66 comments55 favs

po-mo parchments piled high deep: / credentials earnest transcripts earned / coursework scholarships helpt buy.