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Woman

20082008 views1717 comments1414 favs

When you move to the music of a woman

Smashed Idol

20082008 views99 comments66 favs

He was the kind of man that I would rather have declawed than date, and then leave him on a gurney, helpless and anaesthetized. Cliff Eames had made me feel that way since we were teenagers. He would never be helpless. …

My Affair With Tiger

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Face it girls, you want to claw my eyes out, don’t you? Or whack me across my 36 DD’s with a golf club, am I right? Well don’t blame me if I’m young, gorgeous, full-breasted and obviously the cat’s meow.

~elephant ink~

20072007 views22 comments22 favs

one numberless character, an army of rants marching one by one, sand by sand, we move mountains this way…

CONFUSION

20072007 views1414 comments55 favs

She asks if I would like to join them.

untitled

20062006 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…

Please

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

Hold Your Shield, Front Guard

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Casting nets like Jesus to a metaphor sea Admittedly as weak as me But I need the hike, Like we still like Ike To tell us about the Military Industrial Complex Though he never told us what came next

When the Ocean Was Ours

20062006 views88 comments66 favs

The Ocean used to be ours. When the stars were still fire and they were the only light burning though the dim, hazy nights, the ocean was ours. Before the smog, and the lights that were carried by the men who rose from the sea, the ocean was ours. We…

Found Poem

20062006 views1010 comments55 favs

The waters rose / on the earth

Ingrid Bergman Answers the Call

20062006 views33 comments44 favs

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

Clay Women

20062006 views99 comments77 favs

"... I knew Willie had gone— out the back door or out the side window. I knew he probably slipped over the fence behind my house into Lou C.’s backyard..."

No Title

20062006 views22 comments00 favs

She spilled her neurons across the dissecting board of the violin, breathed deep and forced herself outward with every exhalation. Her molecules mixed with wax and horsehair, and her heart valves arched in unison.

Old Salty

20052005 views66 comments33 favs

Cap'n Pepper tries and tries but Old Salty is never happy.

Apollinaire's Trepanned Skull

20052005 views1212 comments77 favs

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

Poetry: Bizarro

20052005 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.

Only losers reminisce about their show & tell days

20042004 views55 comments33 favs

Somehow I always had to sit behind him. I remember because he had a constellation of skin tags on his neck. I thought about drawing stars on him; I thought about creating a new galaxy I would rule. I should have been learning math instead. I still can’t

Peripheral Anthropomorphism and the Fall of Troy

20042004 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

20042004 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.

Wind Drinks Time Like Wine

20042004 views1818 comments99 favs

but let's stop and take another look at things could it be through our closed eyes that we didn't really know what we were talking about that there never was a surprise

The Company's Sprinkler Heads

20042004 views22 comments00 favs

I am alive, and I am hungry. Angry, I want more. I am not content with what you're offering me. Forty hours a week, two weeks vacation. A mortgage and car payments. Wife and kids, a dog in the suburbs. It's all incredibly unexciting, unsatisfying.

One A.M. at the Beau Rivage

20042004 views1212 comments66 favs

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.

How the Species Began Again, I

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Tina saw a tear escape from beneath the frame of the man’s broken glasses. It followed the contour of his cheek until it quivered along his jaw line.

Bogdan

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He was a tenth grade / messiah, famous for acts of attrition.

Variation on a Variation of a Mode

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Borges must be so proud somewhere

a night on the f'naut

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with images overflowing with delicate thought scenes with nightmarish wet dreams

Bedbugs

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I'm in awe of her frankness, how she takes my breath away, how I wish to rush off with her to a splendid hideaway where only the two of us touch the grape-stained mountains and the cerulean sea, wild blades of grass quivering with the breeze. Sometimes th

The Beat of Sorrow

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See a girl like Lily sitting offstage in a wooden chair in a fourth-rate club somewhere, crying, holding on so hard to so little, and as it breaks your heart to watch; forgive me. Understand me. You can’t rescue us. We all deserve more.

The Intercom

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

Epithelial Sample

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I found my black dot nucleus. School got me in the 10th year with the numbers spilling outta my head, but now I got the cell on my mind. Everybody's floating around this joint all pink and green college clean, yellow face Japanese, or the jet-headed Greeks with their…