1425 19 14
|
Before she flushes the toilet the world is spinning.
|
16351613
|
Suddenly a hand shot up on the other side of a hedge. “I’ll have one of those!” cried someone who remained invisible.
|
33961413
|
With his hand, he sees through walls: from the street,
From Schonbran park, girls go to rest in his house.
They sleep off parents’ beatings. They eat.
|
21381811
|
Last Christmas Eve, my Nana shot my grandfather in the foot because he wouldn't stop boning the woman up the street. So on Christmas Eve, after Nana drank a bunch of those baby-sized Miller Hi-life beers, she went upstairs, got her pistol, and said, “I'm gonna…
|
19792812
|
At some point, we will have to shoot them/
through the eyes and skull and heart
|
6320188
|
There once was a girl who was lost in a storm. She wandered this way and that, this way and that, trying to find a way home. But the sky was too dark, and the rain too fierce; all the girl did was go in circles.
Then, suddenly, there were arms around her
|
15691814
|
There are things we must not say.
|
18941611
|
Poor souls. Likely they'll be poets.
|
20011313
|
we share somewhat the same past
he was bureau chief of ABC overseas
|
17312212
|
It starts on the Fallopian Speedway
|
16461813
|
My uncle looks into the bleached eye of his cat and asks
"What happened to my ear?"
The meerkat’s eye replies:
"You had cancer. Remember?
They had to cut off your ear to save you."
|
25122313
|
We met an old friend and his old dog. We went off leash on the lush Buffalo grass. He and I—this old friend, I mean—talked mostly of divorce, something we shared between us.
|
41442710
|
Back when I was fifteen, Svengal, Mohammed and I used to scamper up to the roof of our sixteen story apartment building and use it as our Masturbatory. We called it that because it served as a sort of observatory where we could diligently perform our rece
|
17111514
|
The rain pelted down, it got dark, and they couldn't see a thing. The wind roared like a thousand locomotives.
|
20301614
|
ornery women / in tall hats, suspender dads, kids deformed with / ribbons
|
23271213
|
Tomorrow the authority smashes. Tonight we march, splash, carve letters in wet paint from room to room until steel blades bend. The letters will tilt in shadows gliding over the walls to mask our tales born of fractured wrists and the ghosts, our keepers.
|
17331913
|
It’s not the money. The money’s/
just a way of keeping score.
|
21942413
|
looking space packed right in up therelike a sun bleached kite stuck in between the several bluish colorsof the sky today has its ownamazing heartbeat. I can seeit clearly from here. Oh I can feel it reverberating for miles andmiles. If I look away it…
|
2862236
|
And when at night you stare
at dark walls and one pair of lips
comes closer, whispering in perfect German
Ich bin deine Mutter -
|
18421314
|
I don't know if we'll meet again in the sea of light. Circumstances aren't only up to human beings. After all maybe it's all drunk circumstance, but that doesn't answer the blinding question, it only poses some more. This is…
|
16921512
|
Leonard didn't know that cute girl well, hardly at all, but he really wanted to. She was his first real crush in Junior High. He got his chance and talked to her some one day while they were walking down the hall between classes. She actually spoke to him first. The bell…
|
11851612
|
“Have the cousins arrived?”
|
14961913
|
|
12461814
|
His eyes are wide then narrow and brown. Hers are gray then they look away, toward the back door where a delivery driver has walked in, carrying a tray. Nothing is going to happen today.
|
9931412
|
We danced the pee dance after too much Seven Up and tasted odd Jello dishes.
|
15542213
|
Only scotch and cheap champagne/
retain their reliable flavors.
|
2077109
|
"Maybe so, but you have seen those photos in the National Geographic, right? Do you really want to risk it?" she demands and I sigh in defeat.
I wake up at midnight, hot from too many blankets and pull my bra off through the sleeves of my shirt. I th
|
23741713
|
“Stop!” I shouted. “I want to get off!” The toothy horses showed me the whites of their crazy eyes. “No, no”! they chorused as they whirled around and around and around.
|
17422112
|
The decision is made. I am going to a Zumba class. What better way to achieve behavior modification than to leave my TV and fuzzy bear slippers behind for some hot Latin aerobics in a strip-mall? I try to pull my hair into a ponytail that will make the two inches of…
|
14981814
|
The bones are chilled now, past/
invigorations of the coming spring//
and its entanglements
|
