Most read stories

I Draw a Map

21262126 views1212 comments77 favs

I draw your location on my thighs. It takes up both legs; it’s far. I think about showing you but something comes up. The phone rings. I tell her I don’t want to donate to the PBA.

Conjured love

21262126 views1212 comments88 favs

Love heals. Lovers know this from the start, Yet they may not know with certainty What love is. Not that it matters especially When they find the magic within the power Of unfolding lust, Of redemption, Of unmitigated joy. There's a mutual…

Saving Grace

21262126 views00 comments00 favs

It essentially comes down to this: If you have nothing left but paper, all you can really use it for is wiping your behind if you’re in a jam.

A Letter to the Global Warming

21252125 views44 comments00 favs

I am mightily pissed. I was, like, waiting for you last night, at the Greenhouse cafe, and you stood me up. I should have listened to my mom who always advised me not to go on blind dates, but you are so popular that I just couldn't help myself. When I ca

No, You Don’t Know What I am Thinking

21252125 views99 comments55 favs

Scratch his eyes out, flashed through Edgar's head, scratch his eyes out.

George

21252125 views2222 comments1818 favs

he makes his way back / to the ocean, back to the popcorn, back / to the pinball machines

I’m tired of being timid.

21242124 views1111 comments77 favs

“Later,” I say to the frisky crickets, verbal cash of the eggnog spa, spot of gum…

Dear England, Please Send Me A Redheaded Boy

21242124 views44 comments11 fav

Dear England, Please send me a redheaded boy, fire-red, please. We have one girl aflame but the others are stone yellow or dark as the sea. The flames are so easy to spot from afar.

The Temptress

21242124 views00 comments00 favs

My mystery woman smiles a hidden smile through her mask, and attempts to seduce me with her eyes. She says not a word, but brings up her hand and beckons me with the classic one finger curl that says, “Come hither.” Her eyes make promises, and she turns:

Science Homework

21242124 views22 comments22 favs

The difficulty of disabled parenting was predictable, but nothing could prepare me for having to say goodbye to my wife again on problem #7.

1987, What I wanted

21242124 views1212 comments55 favs

I wanted to watch, for as long as I could, until my innocence, like balloons, disappeared from view.

Finger Weaving A Voyageur Sash

21242124 views1616 comments1212 favs

Night's air awhirl, the sky shoots fireflies. Sometimes, she bleeds black arrows in her dreams.

Bumper Repair: $129.95

21232123 views88 comments88 favs

They ask about WWII and he claims no kills...

Samosely

21232123 views2424 comments1818 favs

If you’re not dead yet, you’ll die of something.

A Frog in a Well

21232123 views11 comment11 fav

Ikkyu liked coming over especially at dinner. I'm a great cook and even though he no longer needed to eat himself, the idea of a sumptuous meal and a nice bottle of wine appealed to him. We'd commune about the poetry of karma flowers, seafood, and women, he in his robes and…

My baby

21232123 views1717 comments22 favs

The nightmares started in the seventh month. I have always been a deep sleeper and one of the things that comes with that facility is an inability to extricate oneself from nightmares.

Unwanted Stories: A Public Service Advisory

21222122 views1717 comments1414 favs

Unfinished, deeply flawed stories require the kind of handling you see in movies where a Virus That Will Doom Mankind is disposed of by scientists in hazmat suits.

Relationship S&M

21222122 views66 comments66 favs

"Absolutely. I get better at it all the time." he confidently replies. He reminds me that it was all her idea. They were online friends when she suggested it. "She loves it." he tells me again, but I think of her sad eyes as she walked upstairs to tend to

The Grief Counselor

21222122 views22 comments00 favs

At first she kept repeating "I don’t know why he's doing this" as if the cops thought she was mixed up in it somehow. When they convinced her that all she needed to do was talk to her brother and tell him to give himself up, she looked hopeless.

Earworm

21222122 views44 comments22 favs

It scraped at Paul’s brain like a cat’s claw at the door. He hadn’t heard the song in years. Was that the Searchers? The Seekers?

Ten Minutes, That's It

21222122 views00 comments00 favs

They tell me I’m crazy. I say I’m just keeping up.

The Paprika Ewer

21222122 views55 comments44 favs

Valeria never whistled. Nor did she approve of people who did. One thing she had learned in her sixty-seven years was that people who whistled were crass. Butchers whistled. So did peasants.

A Manual for Readers

21212121 views55 comments55 favs

The story will starve. It will crawl up your throat to get the cracker.

Passing Past

21212121 views1414 comments1414 favs

No one means to go that way, on an errand to the mall....

Fall Of The Twin Towers

21212121 views44 comments00 favs

Sitting at an outside table at the Bassett Café on West Broadway, I remember, in the background always the Twin Towers behind me in the photographs from that time And the sparrows in New York, bolder than anywhere working over the scrap

No More Dogs

21212121 views2121 comments1616 favs

Highway 45N cost me four dogs when I was growing up. Actually, having our backyard abut the highway was the real problem. It got to be where I was afraid to get too attached. We lost Nicky,…

Winter Kills

21212121 views1414 comments55 favs

And on nights like those I conjure Martha's childhood, a little girl who could make the whole world fall in love with her, with those goddam big seashell eyes, enticing adults to fall into a blue-green sea that never ends, never promises survival.

Faggot

21202120 views66 comments77 favs

In study hall Brandon sat like a little faggot so I said “Hey faggot.”“That's right, faggot. Don't look at me. I don't like faggots looking at me. I don't want their faggot eyes on me, faggot.”Bell rang and he walked like a faggot and held his books…

Dealing with Sudden Melancholy

21202120 views99 comments1111 favs

Someone who I know only via Facebook and a writer site we both belong to posted a picture of a 12 week old fetus in the palm of a human hand. The message was anti-abortion. You know--how can you consider killing this baby? And the picture was of a tiny, tiny…

Allergic Reactions #1: Sun

21202120 views1313 comments88 favs

Well I too woke up and felt bitterly alive once more;outside there was this shining fish scale attack sunliterally smashing itself against the window like a crazed yet determined yellowbird of paradise but it just couldn't smack through the little rows of…