The closest I had to a father growing up was a pink vibrator I found in my mother’s […]
W-e-e-e-e-e-ell, said the man, saying his vowels in between shallow breaths as he stroked the deep cleft in his […]
There was a brief craze years ago, over an optical illusion poster which to the naked eye seemed […]
In a house is the silence of what is a home. We either keep a man out or […]
A year ago today I went to take pictures of an abandoned amusement park. There were few other […]
1 Amanda is sitting on the train, reading a book. It is Memoirs of Hadrian, by Marguerite Yourcenar. 2 The […]
When is the wedding? slurs the homeless man, you make such a beautiful couple. His comrades merry in […]
I recall that Susana once objected to the use of the phrase “fat cats” for big businessmen, because her love of cats prevented her from accepting any negative feline references, but I put my foot down and it stuck.
The key is to have a religion then lose it then find a new one. To become a master of something. Kung fu, say, or fucking. To look at all times as if one is flexing all the muscles especially the ones in the center of everything.
What’re ya in for, punk? he said, when the cell door slammed behind me and the locks all […]
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