I was supposed to write a history of the old world and expose the selfish ones who use their best kept love for evil against the good little witches of childhood, but it made no sense to me to go after them in that obvious a way. They…

I know she's a dog person, as she owns one. “No, my asshole ex-boyfriend wanted one and then he left me with it.” she admits, then adds, “I don't even like dogs. All dogs are needy.”

The Operations Management Guru was visiting the twenty-fourth floor on Tuesday, and everyone at the company was wicked with fear.

We didn't wear shoes in the summer, except for Sunday school and church. The soles of our feet were black and tough as shoe leather.

“You look so … distinguished. My!” she said.

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... he could feel the pointed picket spears.

He reveled in the chase, giddy when just out of arm’s reach. When to catch him, that was the question.

The day the thinking factory imploded everyone for miles knew there was a problem. The sound of the walls crumbling in upon themselves was heard for miles, or perhaps it wasn't.

. . . she didn’t bow her head.

I am standing in the kitchen, kneading dough, because this is one way to say sorry. This is way to say, things will be different now, look.

"MAN S FEET HAVE GROWN/SO BIG THAT HE/FORGETS HIS LITTLENESS"--DON MARQUISA Century of Art by Darryl Price"Man's feet have grown so big that he forgets his littleness."--Don Marquis Everything in this chummy little place talks to your face without stopping to…

We are all in big trouble. Here's some fiction to let your soul experience the beast.

Certain disorders lend themselves to poetics.

then all crawl out from the wreckage to begin a dance lasts all night so by morning we'll be tired surprised we're still upright