Most read stories

Walking

20222022 views1212 comments55 favs

Who are not here.

Heart

20222022 views1717 comments1111 favs

She drew her hands out of the chest cavity and looked at the clock. ‘Time of death,’ she said.

untitled

20212021 views55 comments44 favs

I am a sunflower. I turn my yellow and black face, bruised, to the sun, hoping its light will heal me. With my eyes closed I can see my stamen, veins in my eyelids, bulbous where they intersect. The sun feeds…

Laundry List

20212021 views1616 comments1515 favs

• Don’t confuse the virtues of bananas with the virtues of banana bread

Curtains

20212021 views55 comments33 favs

She wants her mother back and all I can give her is this—over and over. She doesn't want my mouth, wants no kissing anywhere even. Just this. Like this—quiet and rough. Quiet because her stepfather is napping in the bedroom next to…

Zig Zag

20212021 views88 comments22 favs

Jerry tries to be funny saying, I think Charlie Brown should kick Lucy in the head when she pulls the ball away; either that or they start making out. Ewww, but they're both eight years old, Sandra says biting her lip, tying off her smile. Jerry won't focus on her…

Mississippi Burning

20212021 views77 comments33 favs

“There are no inhibitions in here,” the postman shouted, gesturing at the dance floor with his Marlboro Light, the glowing tip aimed at a woman in a taut skirt. Leaning far forward, her hands nearly touching the plywood floor, she planted her feet and beg

Please

20202020 views1414 comments44 favs

"What I need to wear the ring for," I said to myself, "I already got his last name..."

Time

20202020 views2121 comments1616 favs

Tell Bono I want my seventy bucks back.

Why'd You Come Back?

20202020 views00 comments00 favs

But there, up the street, just coming into the corner of the window, someone was in the middle of the road. Walking literally down the middle, dragging one leg like it was heavy or broken, carving a fat line next to the skinny one the good one made.

'Introduction' to LETTING IT ALL HANG OUT

20202020 views00 comments00 favs

Was Sligo an unfeeling privacy-violator or an uncannily-feeling empath, privy to the deepest longings of those whose lives he came in contact with? [...] Sligo's grave is as silent as these pages ultimately would be if they were left unread.

Ingrid Bergman Answers the Call

20202020 views33 comments44 favs

Out the window is an empty birdbath, dry flaky concrete ring, no birds.

a night on the f'naut

20202020 views1515 comments66 favs

with images overflowing with delicate thought scenes with nightmarish wet dreams

FREE

20202020 views1313 comments77 favs

hot, hot

chet baker

20202020 views1515 comments1010 favs

chet baker shades my eyes rippling through the cool water sometimes we feed the fish

The Intercom

20192019 views33 comments11 fav

I have never met Joe’s brother, of course.

Those (Beckoning) Lights

20192019 views99 comments1111 favs

The understanding we made was neatly wrapped up in its own blue tissue cocoon like a neatly rolled joint and dumped unceremoniously into the forgotten past like a plate of leftover digitized lies. The lid was slammed shut. Time passes too tightly. And you …

Apollinaire's Trepanned Skull

20192019 views1212 comments77 favs

It was only when blood began to drip onto the page that he realized he'd been hit.

The Shared Transgender(er)

20192019 views22 comments11 fav

...I told Uncle Lou I thought it (trans-gendering) looked like a thoughtful way of occupying the world. It was a personal triumph, for some individuals, over the destructive affects of denial. Besides, it hurt no one, and it didn’t destroy property. I alw

CONFUSION

20182018 views1414 comments55 favs

She asks if I would like to join them.

X

20182018 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…

Specimen Subterranean: A Review

20182018 views99 comments55 favs

. . . the greater length of the so-called “Montebaldi Corridor” can still be walked without the least exposure to direct sunlight as long as the traveler is not active from 9 am to 3 pm local time.

Snuggie your Life Away

20182018 views77 comments00 favs

Who is the moron that invented the Snuggie?

Boredom & Ennui

20172017 views00 comments00 favs

I had a weird feeling I had just validated his behavior — provided another tile in the mosaic of his ego and self-esteem — by doing nothing more than entering this hall of mirrors, and reflecting.

Peripheral Anthropomorphism and the Fall of Troy

20172017 views11 comment00 favs

For Hector it was animals. Rats, dogs, fish, and quite often horses – sometimes even lions. But for Achilles, it was always dead bodies.

To Live It Again

20172017 views77 comments44 favs

She began guiding Penny’s arms, whispering movements through her body. Memory and experience sang through every fiber of their being. The song had become her life.

Tomorrows Never Written and Subsequent Unrehearsed Memory

20172017 views66 comments33 favs

For some, a vertical pattern will evoke prison bars, for others, product bar codes.

Veins Of Crazy Water

20172017 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. …

Here be Dragons

20172017 views22 comments22 favs

Most nights while in his sleep, with his one good eye deeply shut, the old man can hear the whispers of the specter in the remote wanderings, holding the surrounding woodlands in its snare. The sound of it closing in, with the bones of the universe crushing in…

Poetry: Bizarro

20172017 views44 comments11 fav

I think theorems and hypotheses but all that comes out is punching and smashing frustrated hate flows where I'd prefer to know love.