2126 7 4
|
This part of her digital garden is not impressive, slightly sloppy, even haphazard. However, her avatar is an attractive woman with good make-up.
|
212620
|
Until millennia have passed and the world is dug up
For future historians to ponder
And through their meticulous disassembling of dirt
They will find my book.
|
212611
|
“You’re off till Monday,” the big man told him. “You can thank Mr. Big Mouth and company for that. Death detail gets two days off.”
|
212500
|
The Zoomba quivered in anticipation as the front door shut.
|
212544
|
"a.k.a. I-D-I-O-T" (The Hives).
|
21251813
|
"You know, there really is a death of the heart."
|
212571
|
Jacob Obrecht, you are beautiful. Everything inside your head and everything you’ve ever made is beautiful and singing.
|
21251510
|
"The cops are just doing what they're being paid to do."
|
212563
|
She...learned the ways of men, especially foreign men, who eyed her mother even as they passed around pictures of their children, wallet-bound photographs that included their reluctantly smiling wives.
|
212494
|
You have been my woman’s lover now for
seven years, ever since your two souls met
at La Isla Negra.
|
212420
|
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.
|
212420
|
"James, can you take a peek at problem://7ac5e46f today?"
"It's just another big dumb object. Seems low priority."
"Escalated by the directorate."
|
21242210
|
She feels ugly but ready for anything.
|
21231211
|
pressing my hands into the voice in the bed,
|
212385
|
Albert Walks When Albert walks he is astonished. Ripe fruit falls to the ground at his feet, offering itself. The earth's tremor rumbles, celebratory, through his mended shoes and up his shins. The birds darting through the sky above …
|
212300
|
“Stay there Alysia!” Brie said from behind as she ran toward them. The Sentinel used Alysia’s back as a step and launched herself into the air with Legacy over her head.
|
21231310
|
And here you are. Before your time. Behind the glass.
|
2122135
|
“The price of everything's gone up,” I say. “But I don't have to buy you chocolate if it's costing too much.” She says nothing and bends her head again, gnarled hands slowly breaking a family-sized chocolate block into pieces.
|
21221210
|
I hate math. I hate everything about it.
|
21212422
|
But I came back around, after Robert Kennedy got shot, with one hand up your skirt and the other on the gear shift...
|
212178
|
for a handful of weeks/ my father took me to/ the college of art and design/ downtown/ where i took drawing lessons./
|
21212017
|
My glasses fog up every time I go to collect her from the pool. I'll never get used to glasses. When my sight got suddenly worse the day she was born, I didn't tell anyone. As she turned from baby to child, my love for her grew, and my world got smaller,
|
21211710
|
He kissed her tits and thought of art
|
212063
|
“Life cannot continue at a breakneck pace, because it is breaking too many necks,” the Health Czar told the President.
|
212010
|
It's possible I was having an acid flashback or some kind of semi-conscious when I opened the door of #3.
|
21203211
|
Jane watched her mother remove her wedding ring with butter.
|
211951
|
"From up here the city lights burn like a thousand miles of fire," he croaked, his voice scratchy from sobbing. In pinpoints of illumination he imagined his wife - *former* wife - Calli in that Mustang convertible he'd gotten her for a birthday surprise
|
211900
|
Her letter ends with her best words: No one will ever love you like I do. Beneath, she draws a heart, sad eyes, two jewel tears. Yours forever, Dawn. Hole by hole, not to wake her sister, she pulls the paper free, creases, folds again, then cuts…
|
2118239
|
Fred, who by that point had already wanted to call Jimmy "Jim," talked a river. Jimmy, who had already called her Freddy, took a mojo bag from his back pants pocket and asked her to write something that he could put inside.
|
2118183
|
Male genitals were usually portrayed diminutively in classical art. After forty minutes in a drafty room without cloths on, I was beginning to understand why.
|
