I thought Roger Waters was full of shit, I mean
1. Pull the Release
Before opening the trunk, consider the world outside of it. Think of the miles of hot asphalt rolling underneath you. Think of the many men in the many other cars who might
If I had to take a shit that meant I had to go downstairs. I didn’t have a specific aversion to leaving the attic— I just never felt like getting out of bed. Also, the second floor toilet got clogged
Tori hugged the tree and went home and immediately started petting her dog
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See what’s new: Bat brain
The slow stacking of weight or the flinging down of a toe while the torso is already ahead. There are always new body parts to hit on sides of doors. I like to put my legs into pants in front of an open window, then stick my head out to see who’s around.
The gas station sat on the corner like a tasteless cheeseburger.
Dr. Sandoval asked if I was planning on having children.
O Build-A-Bonfire, O
Blue Subaru
The story is usually backstabbing of some kind.
My sister has been reading a lot about her pores lately. At the moderately priced tourist town spa where we've met for the weekend, a commercial for the dual action microdermabrasion brush comes on the television above the hot wax station, and she swears their blackhead diagram is incomplete.
In my favorite bookstore in a city where I no longer live, there’s a sign for sale that says: when in doubt, turn left. I don’t remember the name of the gym where I spent my adolescence, but I could
Then it came time to open said package of Twizzlers
In the spring of 1989 an asteroid the size of the Empire State Building crossed Earth’s orbit.
It was supposed to be
a joyous thing
It happened at a small party I’d planned at a nightclub in the meatpacking district.
She tore off pieces and kept them in her mouth.
He was taking swigs out of a bottle of Listerine.
1. My ex-boyfriend got engaged to a girl less than a year after he broke up with me. We had dinner with her once. She was a family friend. She wore hoop earrings and looked like a worst-case scenario Mila Kunis. I hated her but I didn't know why yet.
Via some prophecy, my son has
reached one half my chronological
age. And there are so many things
he can tell me: when The Macho Man
first claimed the heavyweight belt,
the year I bought him
Although I guess it really started on Saturday morning.
The Boy was born poor and continued to be poor.
This is a meaningful story about the intestinal parasite I picked up while living in Salt Lake City, in Ted Bundy’s house.
