| 2765  39  26   
 | I lie here sleepless and wait for the moment when I will touch... | 
		
		
			| 1365  6  6   
 | I hear
    the shriek
of the Laughing Lady | 
		
		
			| 2079  11  4   
 | My name is Wanda McClure and I lived in the foothills of  Eastern Kentucky.  A small town miles off the interchange, and mostly in the middle of nowhere. I lived  in a trailer.  I was 52 years old. | 
		
		
			| 1598  9  7   
 | Dark, green grass covered the pasture like millions of tiny fingers swaying in the heat.  | 
		
		
			| 1693  5  5   
 | He has one good eye and is missing the other. The socket of his missing eye squints with a disturbing and unfathomable insight. | 
		
		
			| 1284  4  1   
 | That is the question, 
not to be or not to be 
Life, death, whether to be, 
all that is superfluous 
in the face of laughter 
and how to achieve it 
under extraordinary circumstances 
like not drinking anymore 
I’m afraid not all the alcoh | 
		
		
			| 1414  6  5   
 | I stole forth dimly in the dripping pause | 
		
		
			| 2345  9  6   
 | This is a fairy  tale. There is a princess who is not a princess but we will call her a princess  because every fairy tale has a princess. Her name is Tanya. She's the daughter  of a mechanic and a housewife. She has two brothers and two sisters. She is the  middle… | 
		
		
			| 1020  1  0   
 | i’ve started writing these things down
on blue-lined notebook paper
or really anything i can get
my tendonitis-ridden hands on. | 
		
		
			| 1026  6  1   
 | When I was a small child,  my father was just barely a man, and he was independently wealthy. So  it didn't matter that he was an adolescent inside. There was never  any mention of "working." No notion of career. Just the  girl he knocked up and the amusing… | 
		
		
			| 1669  0  0   
 | Danica stared at her hand as she felt he warmth of the wind. She remembered Alysia saying that she felt the wind through the heat. | 
		
		
			| 2410  22  15   
 | She leaned up on an elbow, smirked and touched his leg. “Want to do it?” | 
		
		
			| 1518  13  4   
 | the urgent, naked glow of opportunity
or
the dim fluorescent nuisance of an object out of reach | 
		
		
			| 1078  3  0   
 | I let the little fingers slip thinking they couldn't stand to hold on  anymore. When they were done they said addled and I was left behind in  the room with only my hand. I hurt myself trying to picture the pretty  girls and they took out a piece above my eye.              … | 
		
		
			| 1707  11  7   
 | My wife and I are cat people.  Indeed, that's how we met.  We met at a wake. | 
		
		
			| 1424  4  1   
 | We cannot love the past... | 
		
		
			| 1318  10  8   
 | like the Bible in / Mauritania, like a mouse in a vial of ammonia, / like a retired coal miner on vacation in the Alps | 
		
		
			| 1967  3  2   
 | This is what happened today. | 
		
		
			| 1412  0  0   
 | Part of me feels like a wounded animal surrounded by hungry cougars. Another part of me feels like being mauled by a cougar might not be that bad. A third part of me wishes he could punch the second part of me in the face.
 | 
		
		
			| 5289  29  20   
 | Some women, it is said, like to fuck.
This book--The I Hate to Fuck Book--is not for them.
 | 
		
		
			| 1611  9  2   
 | It's the outrage of the red monkey at her feet, 
And the nude thirteen-year-old woman sitting upright 
In the blue velvet chair, and the hints of blue at her navel, 
And at her lips and belly and crotch, that so upset Paris. 
Gauguin had his nerve | 
		
		
			| 1998  15  7   
 | On Monday I cook coq au vin. Fatty yellow skin detached and floating in the sauce. | 
		
		
			| 3302  41  33   
 | It was one of the first things she did after they opened the wall. That’s at least what she told me years later, more than 1000 miles from Berlin. | 
		
		
			| 1685  7  6   
 | Now, the Midwest was ashes. The oceans were covered with hydroponics plant growth.  | 
		
		
			| 1492  5  3   
 | The porous bear the anchorite’s vial | 
		
		
			| 1322  7  1   
 |  | 
		
		
			| 2381  15  7   
 | He needed an editor for his Yale dissertation, the shifting borders between criminal justice and the internet.  But the sex was inevitable. He was six two.  I was blonde.  I don’t think we liked each other very much, but that wasn’t important. | 
		
		
			| 4084  98  51   
 | I cannot regain my balance | 
		
		
			| 2112  9  6   
 | No, I just liked what it said "All at Once Is What Eternity Is" which seemed right to my seventeen year old mind, explained it all to me the way nothing else did. I matted the poster in art class and put it in a frame over my bed. Betty hated the poster. | 
		
		
			| 2002  8  2   
 | “They’re Rocky Mountain Oysters,” the blond said. “Fresh. You’ll absolutely love them Jim.” |