What can YOU say in six sentences?
This girl is tall, I mean really, really tall; she’s an Amazon I swear.
“You’re total is $1.87,” the clerk says to this really, really tall girl.
A small giggle descends from the top where her mouth might be.…
ContinueAdded by Paul de Denus on July 27, 2012 at 1:46pm — 3 Comments
Look.
Where?
Here.
Oh!
And?
Yikes!
No?
Maybe.
Please!
Hmm?
Well?
Nah.
Added by Paul de Denus on July 22, 2012 at 12:01am — 7 Comments
In the hold of the Rio Bella, she hangs from a black pipe, heavy like cold wet wash on a line. The giant bell soundings of the engine room hammer the walls in lullaby song. She does not seem to notice or react; deathly still, her tongue occasionally tests the suffocating air. They are four days out of Fernando de Noronha; it will be another week before reaching port in Miami. By then she will have given birth and the hold…
ContinueAdded by Paul de Denus on July 19, 2012 at 8:30pm — 3 Comments
He was a piano of a man, his six foot six frame suffocating the rail-thin bike that creaked and wobbled under him. A plastic garbage bag bloomed over his wide shoulders – a poor man’s raincoat; it whipped and popped like snapping fingers against the wind. Gray beard gathered like wool along the upper ridge of his cheekbones, infringed heavily, swept down his moon face and bottomed out in a heavy hornet’s nest tangle ten…
ContinueAdded by Paul de Denus on July 17, 2012 at 8:44pm — 12 Comments
At our local strip-mall, the old coin-operated laundry service is now the local headquarters for the Republican Re-Election Committee. I wonder if they launder money there. Down the way is a new place called Hot Dawgs. Stopping in for a bite, I was greeted by sharp woofs and almost got my wish; it’s a dog grooming business. In the middle is the post office, located next to a secretive looking space; the windows brandish…
ContinueAdded by Paul de Denus on July 14, 2012 at 10:30am — 6 Comments
He’ll tell you his sister is adopted even though she isn’t; he likes to tease her, that’s all - - an asshole brother will - - pounce on the younger, most innocent. In the sleepy car, on trips home from the city, they pass by the house on the hill, a penitentiary shaped gray stone monstrosity and he imagines it an asylum.…
ContinueAdded by Paul de Denus on July 13, 2012 at 7:45pm — 7 Comments
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