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I'm sitting here listening to Nebraska and it's / breaking my heart
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Suddenly the auditory havoc dies down and she falls into a loop, saying BANANA CREME PIES FOR SIXTY PERCENTS over and over.
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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. …
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The Count was used to boredom but he had reached the point where he was even bored with boredom.
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Every day hurts, just a little, but not enough
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He was her summer fling, the first cock to crow when the sun rose over her tequila smile.
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In my own case, before Ellen, of course there was someone else. She—well, she was someone who I felt as if I’d always known and always would. And I think she felt the same about me.
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Four in the morning. I was awake because I'm always awake. There were little fog-halos around the streetlights.
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Portions of my heart and bones
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The story goes that the night before I was born my dad had a terrible headache.
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Things don’t happen here, life is so boring in this little Irish town.
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I used to think the world was fucked and it was up to me and me alone to see it unfucked. That's really what I used to think, but I've been trying to work on that. It's not a particularly flattering characteristic I have. I'm trying to be more positive.
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Everything is illuminated. If anyone is watching, we look happy.
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After the show they talked at the famous comedian, reaching the way they do, with their arms. Their arms are curved a good way, a better way than the older white planes of my own.
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Upon learning the fetus has fingernails, Missy texts her boyfriend: It has nails! He won’t reply because he’s just left for war, but she does it just the same.
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On the Shore, Tel Aviv, Winter 1974
From the Songs of Crazy Dolores
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It was 1986 when I met you. We both lived on Decatur Avenue in a tank that had enough room for you, me, and all our fake plastic accoutrement. I was 30 years old -- really old for a jellyfish. Some people thought I'd die sooner. But I knew better. I was…
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Our sons do nothing but drink and roar
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Because it was almost like love, love. Because the potential for that innocence beckoned me, and I became reckless in search of it. I exposed my heart.
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I find driftwood, long, smooth logs washed up on the beach, drag them to dunes still wet from the sea...
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It has scent, your heat, of jonquils and lime, of spices seared in a hot black pan.
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I watch my mother and my daughter, each wondering in her own quiet way about where this story will go next.
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[continued from part one...]After sweeps, my schoolwork started to slip. I had trouble paying attention in class, and my workbooks and tests came back from the teacher marked in ketchup red ink. I had always been a good student, and this academic…
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None of us in the barn knew what to do about the lowing cows. Their slowly rising complaint started off as a half-hearted protest but soon gained in volume and unsettling portent.
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The planet will be fine without us as it was/
when the Permian extinction made the goo/
that made the Rockefellers wealthy.
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The throw was the last leg of a triple play.
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Inside my high-rise studio apartment there are only three locations where Crane Man can't see me. The bathroom is one—although he watches me go in and he watches me come out. Crane Man does a lot of watching. Sometimes it seems he spends more time looking…
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I miss my fire from the first three races
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My grandfather rode with the Czar’s army. He was abducted from a village in Austria, trained to pillage and drink, plunder and rape, and ride the best horses that could be had. They were given the best vodka and the sharpest swords. They were all just boy
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