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I Wish You the Best You Snake

The air inside was heaving with dust and I felt we would die if we stayed long. Would he try to kill me? Rob me? We were alone. For no reason at all I was without worry. We stared at each other in the...
Posted by on Fri, 16 May 2008 00:23:00 GMT

We’ll Be Safe Underwater, We’ll be Much Younger Than We Remember.

When I think about hos the water felt on my skin, I think about how you kissed me. It was without a doubt the hottest day that entire summer. I curled my toes over the edge of the diving board. the bl...
Posted by on Sat, 03 May 2008 18:07:00 GMT

If Your House is Haunted

Because the floorboards creaked when he would try to fall asleep. Sometimes doorknobs would turn of their own volition. The other night his kitchen window was smashed from the inside out. Because the ...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 03:18:00 GMT

Thank god no one Listens

In thew ink black depths of the ocean a Humbolt squid oozes through the water. No human eye has ever been laid upon it; until this very day it has slid across three oceans barely visible. On this day,...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 02:44:00 GMT

Tyranny Of Distance

There is a dead rat in the street. I ride my bike past it everyday on my way to work. Once I wasn't paying attention and I ran right over it's carcass. It still hadn't decomposed fully and it made a f...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 02:20:00 GMT

Here They Come

She looked away from him along the shaft of light towards the window in silence. "He is dead," she said at length. "He died when he was only seventeen. Isn't it a terrible thing to die so young as tha...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 01:51:00 GMT

Fomdomg///

"I must sleep" she said, settling back into her pile of rags "Good I'll wait outside," he answered and went out. The old woman went to sleep immediately. She dreamed that the town was very large. It w...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 01:27:00 GMT

The Hours After Noon

She looked around the empty room, shivered, and went out onto the terrace, feeling unpleasantly nervous. The wind was near to being a gale, but the clouds, which until now had covered the sky, were br...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 11:21:00 GMT

Everything is Necessary

We feel that to reveal embarrassing or private things, like, say masturbatory habits, we have given someone something, that, like a primitive person fearing that a photograph will steal his soul, we i...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 01:50:00 GMT

In Memory of My Feelings

My quietness has a man in it, he is transparent and he carries me quietly, like a gondola, through the streets.He has several likenesses, like stars and years, like numerals. My quietness has a number...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 01:15:00 GMT