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Under the bridge it was cool and the earth was packed hard and was always in shadow where no flowers or stinging weeds could grow. The water would reflect the eerie wiggling light of the sun on…
Blog He took it and put it in his shirt. 8 Favorites Scenes from a bedroomThe sheets always feel colder when I haven't slept here for a while, I travel so much I am used to it, coming home and having inclement bedlinen, do you…
Blog Scenes from a bedroom 3 Favorites The Sentence OffensiveI want to write sentences that scream out from the page, blow your hair back, rattle your bones, and I want these sentences to be free of words in all caps, exclamation points, and italics,…
Blog The Sentence Offensive 17 FavoritesAround campus he rolled his own cigarettes, grew his hair collar length (but kept it shiny-clean) and hung out on the periphery of social events yet close enough to be…
Blog Lay Lady Lay (inspired by a line in a Teresa 3 FavoritesHer dress is thin as a membrane and when she sits down it slides up and up, and she knows exactly where on that sleek, ivory thigh the hem stops.
Right this side of Las Vegas, my…
Blog My Future Ex-Wife And I Meet In this Bar... 7 FavoritesThere was a rookie girl cop bent over outside the crime scene and puking her guts up when I arrived, there would have…
Blog Nailed 3 FavoritesYour face covered with the remains of men’s sidelong glances, your skin now tenses against my light touch. You attempt to close your sad, cocktail eyes, and transport yourself to…
Blog Dammed Desire 4 FavoritesCooney never having attended a Broadway show in all his years in the city, and as the tickets were free, Arthur suggested they have a bite to eat at Sardi’s, his treat, and although Cooney was…
Blog A Misapprehension 4 FavoritesDuklus described Rakkan as if he'd lived there, or at least spent some time in their jail, but seeing as he'd never set foot in the place, just how did he come by the info? Also, the power pulsing…
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