Most read stories

X

16211621 views33 comments44 favs

We draw a treasure map in the sandwait for the waves to wash it awayI ask you not to leave me stranded hereIf I'm bound for hell, I don't want to be left behindThe sun breaks through the edge of infinityspills over the line, soaking the sky…

Extracurricular

16211621 views2424 comments1313 favs

Later I take his hand, and I lead him up the stairs. I want to show him something, I say.

The Sound of Barcelona

16211621 views33 comments22 favs

There’s no obvious difference between two years ago and now but it’s not the moment to contemplate the reason for the racket or why it took so long. Instead, it’s the time to renounce atheism and thank God that the noise has finally finished

What Einstein didn't say

16201620 views44 comments33 favs

First you must accept / the speed of light as constant. / If you can’t do that, stop reading.

Poet Begging on Subway Car

16201620 views1313 comments88 favs

The subway train pulled up and I shuffled on board. I announced to the whole subway car: “I’m a poet.” And that was all I needed to do. It was like a miracle. Someone got up immediately and gave me her seat. People got in an orderly line and began

Why I Don't Write Sex Scenes Anymore

16201620 views1111 comments99 favs

I’ve had my face talked off by those types (and I’m sure you’ve met a few) who need to say and hear “special” words, and they go "unh-hunh, unh-hunh, o yeah, o yeah, unh hunh."

Inky and Vague

16201620 views1111 comments77 favs

She was the blonde one and the dark-haired one and the one with curly hair and the one with straight hair, the one in the long scarf and even the boy with the camera.

The Arms of the Forest

16201620 views88 comments55 favs

Watch me sleep. Say I'm lovely, marbled-white. Pretend my forest is other to me. Pretend I am what you have made me. The sugar-almond starlet. Your virgin. Your treasure to break into. Believe me unconscious. It is you who are the dreamer. Look how those thorny…

Anaphylaxis

16201620 views22 comments33 favs

The reaction had started, the hives and respiratory swelling. Maddy huffed for air, each inhalation rattling her throat louder, more hoarse.

Tooth Decay

16201620 views11 comment00 favs

The schedule fell smoothly into place: After Imogene went home at the end of the day, Calvin locked the office door, then he and Rosalie marched into the examination room and she flossed him.

Contentment

16191619 views1919 comments1313 favs

On the bed he tickled her until she was crying with laughter. And then the tickles became caresses, the fingers, lips.

20 Things I Learned about Norman Rockwell from "American Mirror, The Life and Art of Norman Rockwell"

16191619 views88 comments66 favs

His middle name was Perceval. He judged the first Miss America contest in 1922. He saw himself primarily as a storyteller in the Dickensian mode.He claimed to be an illustrator rather than an artist. He disliked driving but loved to walk, and preferred…

Green Roads

16191619 views1212 comments99 favs

Every Sunday I ask her the same question. Mami tu sabes quien soy yo?

Gang Bangs, and My First Time, Almost

16191619 views66 comments33 favs

Glen always had to be the first to fuck his sister, especially before that big galoot from down the street, whom Cheryl really liked to fuck, otherwise Glen would get violent. She had just started having her periods then, I remember. We were all there one

Saturday Morning

16191619 views1111 comments99 favs

They kiss, opening their mouths into a smile, sharing a secret. Their kiss is so intimate. I blush, and look away embarrassed and a little aroused.

A Good Wife

16191619 views11 comment11 fav

"How did you know he was a nobody if you didn't look at him, eh? Did you raise your eyes and look him in the face? Are you my wife or a whore?"

Polyester Purgatory

16191619 views1919 comments99 favs

They line the bar beside me. Talking about themselves and estranged children, while rubbing necks and wrists, searching for the pulse.

Living Guilt-Free in These United States

16191619 views99 comments33 favs

Back when Richard was still skinny and mean, we fought at The Island. He broke a pool stick over my head. I bruised more than his ego. We fought over a woman, as always. We were best friends and that’s what we did. W

Veins Of Crazy Water

16181618 views55 comments44 favs

People tell me my personality is a drug. Could be. My shadow is a spine. And I have the current density of copper. A welcoming face. Opium eyes opium thumbs. The piccolo is parenthetical. …

And then the Heat Broke

16181618 views77 comments22 favs

She did not know Robert’s skin was sliced and bruised from the twelve pound ball and chain locked to his ankle for sixteen hours that night.

Some Kind of Compass

16171617 views2020 comments1919 favs

if we stare into the dark long enough, we see ourselves at some end or beginning –

Honor Grade

16171617 views3030 comments1717 favs

It was a surprise they put me in a dormitory, not a cell,

Locust Valley Breakdown

16171617 views22 comments00 favs

The specialist had kept what he'd taken out of Sue May. I made an appointment with him and was shown it floating in a jar of clean unguent.

Bring Me His Head

16161616 views2020 comments1616 favs

Just bring me his head, that cerebral kiln of hot, ruddy verbiage and cadence.

Yard Man

16161616 views77 comments33 favs

It seemed there should be more tongue, so I started more, getting closer, and disguising my interest as being personable and caring about the yard triangle.

Zurich, 1989

16161616 views1010 comments55 favs

I do not yet really understand the power I seem to have at this moment. And I am certainly too young to recognize that it will end up being weakness, too.

Stella

16151615 views66 comments77 favs

It was never this warm down where I was born from an excess arm. Or maybe I was wanted. As an arm, I mean. I could have been shed defensively, though I don't know who would eat anything as spiny as my species. Of course I don't know what would eat me; I have not been…

Abomination at the Shilkie

16151615 views00 comments00 favs

That I own one of the world's largest collections of occult references, including a clutch of rare and ancient grimoires, ought to suggest I'd have been prepared for the shock. But nothing in my studies left me meaningfully prepared. . .

Numb And Number

16151615 views55 comments33 favs

He looked up as he reached the intersection, and crossed as it cleared. His head was down again as he walked toward his car, which was parked beside a schoolyard, where junior high students were involved in an after-school game of touch football. He smi

The Highwayman Teaches Me About Sex and Death

16151615 views1010 comments88 favs

hooves moon dark latch eyes rope / Bess the landlord's daughter, the landlord's blackeyed daughter / gun breasts dress shame shouts blood blood blood