Recommended stories

Drive-by Neighborhood Fiction Flash

16151615 views99 comments77 favs

It's about dinner time. My neighborhood is in Sa-bur-bia. Driving my gold 2007 Malibu i pass Chick. She notices me and stares standing in front of her house. We were friends about ten years ago. Chick is still divorced. Tall skinny legs. Educated blu-ish eyes. Wet…

SMOKE

18591859 views1313 comments66 favs

And so it begins, like this, waiting to long for a lazy train out of West Toledo...

With Nothing Here But Me I Begin

12071207 views88 comments77 favs

to unwind looking for the answer.I confess I wasn't so discreetas life demanded, laughing like anowhere poet. Nothing relieved thegod awful boredom. Many times Iconfess I hadn't really takenthe vitamins, crying like a courtjester thrown into a dungeon onmarket day, and felt…

I Was Strolling Through The Water One Day

25622562 views99 comments77 favs

The Killer Whale came back and promised to be nice.

Amelia

16971697 views99 comments66 favs

Every time she tries to sleep they come; legions of small armored things scuttle claws aloft across the purple sand as soon as she stops moving.

Epithalamion

12971297 views1212 comments55 favs

They talk but they don’t really / talk

Snake Dreams

28702870 views1313 comments77 favs

As soon as I pull into my father's driveway, a light goes on inside the condo. I don't have to wonder what he's doing up this time of the morning; he's always had a knack for knowing…

WRECKED

16911691 views77 comments77 favs

There

If I Could Locate the Tether that Keeps Me Here I Would Chew Off the Limb That It's Tied To

16041604 views1010 comments66 favs

She is face down in the snow

Divided

20812081 views1414 comments66 favs

Sasha and I had snorted a table of cocaine and I had her trapped inside my Joy Division bedroom.

A Certain Distance

16341634 views77 comments55 favs

...a headwater stream that has never had a name....

Face to Face

13501350 views1010 comments66 favs

The face had become a chilling death mask.

Blue Moon

14451445 views1111 comments66 favs

I suppose it was inevitable, This crashing of souls, This recognition of possibility to create. If we were younger, We would make a baby, The ultimate act of faith. Now it has to be something else, Nothing to force a track with night feedings, …

What's Cool about Getting Old

16241624 views77 comments77 favs

My skin tells a story of pain and labor. It’s better than a tattoo and cheaper.

Move and Pause

12641264 views99 comments66 favs

On a Saturday I flew from murky air. My wings grown weak, I stole away from plundered nest, casual stings, and skillful barbs. In family's fold, I perch.

Anthropometamorphism

15041504 views1010 comments77 favs

I have known a head become / a callus, matriculate, stop / shaving, move to Vegas

SOME NIGHTS

16931693 views99 comments66 favs

Some nights you really feel it.

A Most Uncertain Fiction

982982 views77 comments55 favs

It is equally likely that just as the rate of melt continues, the rate of melt will also continue to accelerate.

My No. 1

16431643 views99 comments77 favs

I remember meeting you many years later.

pome sequence from an early spring

607607 views33 comments11 fav

Say say say say say say says our I-I-I-me tunes:

The Ex-Boyfriend Checks in on Saturday Night by Cell Phone

24912491 views1111 comments66 favs

(originally appeared in Lit Up)http://litupmagazine.wordpress.com/poetry/rusty-barnes/Remind me never to call youagain after you get home late,for the familiar fear of the deadbolt noise,the shifty creak of your linoleum floor,the way you throw your jacket overthe sofa and…

The thing is

16411641 views1515 comments66 favs

It was not that he was boring – it’s just that he needed a lot of encouragement. When he came, he whispered to himself, ‘ohgodohgodohgod’ - like it was something to be ashamed of, to be sorry for. I wanted to hold him close against me but I also n

55 words #7

14911491 views99 comments66 favs

Let's make a monetary enticement for writers who can revel in the magnitude of this tragedy...

The Front Window at Starbucks, NYC

19851985 views77 comments66 favs

His eyes drift over the body of every woman who enters Starbucks, even though he’s old enough to be their father or grandfather, still his eyes are aware of every shape passing by, refusing to let go, and die. Maybe they’re speaking Polish or

Escape

16811681 views1212 comments55 favs

Can’t you do anything right?

Light, Now

16311631 views1212 comments66 favs

It's 100 degrees in your tower/and that braid you're so proud of/is one hot ladder to nowhere.

Suspended Heart

22262226 views77 comments77 favs

The suspended heart became an oracle of sorts. Hung from a string, immersed in the kind of glass container in which tulips grow, it was located between Bath and Body Works and Kleinfelter's Jewelers at the north entrance of the mall. Someone had lost it,

Sunday Morning Series- 3: Theo Logic

13691369 views1111 comments66 favs

Observe the withered/ head atop the pole.

Stone Soup

10321032 views88 comments66 favs

When I asked her about her husband, she laughed.

Remarkable Depths of Semantic Ambiguity

21042104 views77 comments77 favs

Thank you for submitting your epic poem I, I, I for consideration. While we are encouraged that you have relented from the ruthless self-endictment you affected so unconvincingly in your previous entry, Why Am I...