1283 5 3
|
“There is a fine line between love and hatred.” This was what his closest friend, Bob Sanders, had said to him many years ago. And it had finally and irrevocably proven to be so.
|
127453
|
I arrange 15 restatements of how lovely you are forward then backward, horizontally then vertically then along the diagonals.
|
124953
|
Marie and Mary lay side by side, partitioned by flimsy blue vinyl on cheap plastic rollers.
|
150182
|
13 rooks on a lifeless tree
|
99943
|
a few numbers/
and a handful of their operations,
|
142992
|
She liked talking to him, even now, when they’d spent three years talking. She thought about other conversations with other men at other bars, some of the bars on the water and some of them tucked behind shopping centers or off of different h
|
1991112
|
I carried him home, all blood and brains, and set him in the ground. Is that love, George?
|
132011
|
He roared back at her, shaking his empty gun in his right hand, waving his left hand in the air. “I am George Burnett, esquire, late of Balliol College, Oxford! I am a hunter, a killer of pigs! I do not fear you, bear; take the pig and be content!”
|
169243
|
The mouth on my breasts is hungry, searching, needing...
|
115833
|
|
109632
|
So you don't want to give your dog an ordinary name like Fido or Spot. And you love books. So, naturally, you turn to your favorite literary classics when it's time to name the new puppy. The result? This list of actual canine names inspired by literature (from…
|
114033
|
This world is always at least as strange as it seems, but usually far more strange, so many non-repeatable phenomena . . . .
|
161733
|
Susan was twenty-four when it happened again, but she had neither the patience nor the attachment to see it through.
|
122362
|
purely fun,
humane, scientific,
old time religious
experimentation
|
147951
|
Two summers later, the ritual began. Carol left her house at midnight, having served her husband and daughter a heavy dinner that left them caged in their sleep. She was like a thief working in reverse: she rose from bed with her husband’s first snore,
|
150622
|
I am heading to work. It's early and Clare is still asleep. When I hit the breezeway I realize that I forgot my keys. I walk back into the house and start rustling through the junk on the table by the door. After a moment I sense someone standing behind me and…
|
87133
|
It's only just a poem. The good that's in us is us. There's a monstrous thing trying to get out and ruin things. To unbalance everything standing on tiptoe. To end the dance. To grab the moment and burn it down flat to the ground. They are…
|
146734
|
Carl’s peculiarity of toilet paper rolls is not covered under the Americans with Disabilities Act – he’s looked it up.
|
432672
|
His appearance had never suggested health, but his body had once been fleshy, his skin pale and soft because he never went outside in the daytime.
|
183573
|
It was only later, much later, that we would discover that the war we were fighting was a war between ourselves. Melissa and I left the machine, with Carlton lost forever inside. We abandoned the warehouse. Our backs were scalded from the heat, and the hole in the…
|
146683
|
|
145873
|
I did do one nice thing for you
|
112753
|
dealing with an over-aged imaginary friend gone rogue
|
127343
|
"...she became aware of
her cold saliva
dripping slowly over her bare
arm muscle,..."
|
118733
|
You're not late yet, but if you don't move now, you will be. You close the cover of your mac book, don't even finish the sentence you were working on or close down the file. What had been of the utmost importance, clutching at your…
|
115743
|
You think you are a perpetual motion machine, free of thermodynamic law. I’m telling you, you’re wrong.
|
183551
|
Leave your dog and your dog-eared lovers at the door. I smile at the bouncer, pay my ticket, and wink at a slasher chick. She gets pumped on heavy metal gods and Kwaito
|
116463
|
in that time people had gone away and i waited in the inside and looked out on balconies. the ending of the dusk was coming and the details of the railings and brick, the tree branches holding purple plums, the stacked railway ties and a thousand other details became…
|
181063
|
I am at a wedding with a new girlfriend. The bride is her old college roommate. I don't really know anyone else here. The wedding is being held at a huge estate, located on the edge of enormous cliffs that overlook the ocean. Despite the danger of this precarious…
|
95353
|
Most of life, it
turns out,
is pathetic.
Very little is funny.
We have to generate our
own laughter.
Canned laughter
may have to do.
Even if we have to carry
the can around our neck
like a Saint Bernard
or strapped to our
hip
|
