October 2010
35 posts
Tiny Mustache
“I saw him!”
“Who?”
“The French pimp!”
“OH MY GOD?! Where?”
“Outside the pizza place. He invited me inside. I really, really wanted to go, but then I realized that either a) he wanted to sell me something or b) he wanted to sell me. I wasn’t sure if I was upset or flattered.”
“I’d be flattered! Oui oui! So...
September 2010
34 posts
Zing
Paul said what everyone was thinking.
“Don’t touch me!”
“You smell bad.”
“I don’t give ugly men my number.”
I envied his honesty, but I hated being his friend. He once told me that I should just go to beauty school because the only thing I was good at was being beautiful. It was almost a compliment, but in the most backhanded kind of way. I...
Dollface
“I’m not your doll. Get off of me!” Sally yelled, pulling herself from his arms. ”I don’t even know who you are, mister.”
“Sally, what are you talking about? You ARE my doll.”
“Listen, I’m no one’s doll, especially yours. Leave me alone, creep.” Sally walked away and all Gavin could do was watch.
“I can’t...
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Triumph
Ms. Gladys promised cake at the end of the year. It was the only thing that kept me going over the giant hurdle known as 1st grade. I wasn’t really ready for grades yet. I was fine stuck in the back with the kindergarten class, but I was denied entry, ushered into the arms of Ms. Gladys.
She was not happy to see me.
I tried as hard as I could but every day I sat in the corner facing the...
Erhu
When you live in the city you put on blinders. It’s the only way way to get from point A to point B without going insane. But there is always something or someone that breaks you from your trance. For me it was the erhu man. The screeching was not ignorable. It was nails on a chalkboard bad. It made your fillings hurt. I hated the erhu man. I felt guilty for hating a man that I...
Free
Clover is falling. Not in love. But really falling. Free falling from a small passenger plane without a parachute. Her arms are outstretched giving the clouds a hug. She’s not thinking about the giant thud at the end of the ride. Instead, she’s enjoying the fast few seconds ahead of her.
She throws her heels off, removes her dress and when they find the naked body a few days...
Scrambled Eggs
She was naked. I wasn’t. I was smoking a cigarette and smearing lipstick on my cheeks. Blushing, I always looked so damn innocent, but the truth was a dirty girl. I stumbled around her apartment looking for my clothes, finding a CD she borrowed from me and stealing it back and then I was out the door.
I didn’t say bye.
I wasn’t a bitch but my friends call me one....
Larry's Guide to the World
Chapter 6: The Sea
Whales shoot lasers from their eyes.
Never trust a sea lemming.
Starfish are not a good sex toy.
Sea cucumbers are not food.
A light is never just a light.
Coral. Ouch.
The Bends isn’t just a great Radiohead album.
Pirates are real.
Deserted islands are never deserted.
Don’t steal from a squid.
Albuquerque
After forty-seven minutes of walking, I’m there. The sky is seagull-less, the coarse sand is rubbing my feet raw and the air smells like moldy cheese, but he told me to meet him out here. A tangle of hand-drawn lines zigging and zagging to this isolated beach. He was never one for directions and I start to wonder if this is right.
I look into the distance, shadows in my peripheral, cause...
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Never Returning
The forest smells sweet, not of roses and lilac, but of chocolate and toffee. Today we make friends with the witches.
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Magic
Janice always hid in the corners. She never ventured beyond the shadows. She lived for the night but as soon as the sun shone through the curtains, she was confined to the deepest, darkness corners of her room. She was scared of the outdoors. She had never felt the grass between her painted toes. She had never smelled a rose. She could see all of these things from her window and at night she...
One
Some days all of the stars and planets align in the world and everything feels like it’s going your way. It doesn’t matter if it was shitty just hours before or yesterday or the day before but everything starting now is better.
It’s isn’t luck.
That’s not the reason I feel unstoppable.
It’s you.
Your pretty blue eyes, thin wrists and the way you notice how...
Tinies
George and Jorge travel the skies in a hot air balloon. It’s the only way two chihuahuas could ever see the world. It’s just table legs and up girl’s skirts for the most part, except when they’re flying through the clouds.
When George and Jorge aren’t traveling they live in a fabulous apartment. They drink wine and read The New Yorker. They live off...
Fairy Tales
Lauren was crying. The tree stump she was sitting on was surrounded by a small pool of saltwater. The looming shadow hid her body from the crowd. The giant wasn’t protecting her from them. In fact, she was its dinner. He enjoyed watching her suffer. Her tears a marinade. Her sorrow the perfect bitterness. She fought hard but she knew she wasn’t going to win.
Then the unicorn...
Ten
“I’m going to shut my eyes and count to ten and when I open them you’ll be gone.”
Ten seconds later.
“Hello? Jenny? Wait, I take it back!”
Best Friends
You’re not supposed to fall in love with your friends. But, raises hand, I did. I fell face-first dab-smack in love with my best friend.
It’s too bad my best friend is a dog.
And I’m not.
Hang On!
She always forgets my name. I know her name is Elizabeth and I want to meet her. I want to shake hands, air kiss her cheeks.
My name is Henry. I’m here with a girl named Cherry and we’re making a scene. Her hair is bright red. She is wearing too much tulle and I’m wearing an expensive tuxedo and you can tell. I don’t want to be lifting her veil and exposing her...
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Shame
I hate my job.
This is the most common complaint I hear on air. I’m a radio psychiatrist. I don’t like helping people, but I’m good at it. I listen, I do the “uh huh” noise so they know I’m listening, when I’m actually just finishing the sudoku in the paper.
If they only knew that this is the one thing we share in common. I feel hopeless. There is...
Gravity
She tilts her head waiting for the ideas to pour from her ears, her lungs and out through her fingertips. The keyboard is waiting. The blank screen is waiting. The audience is waiting.
Flashing cursor.
Cursing.
Shrugging.
Distractions. Telephone calls. Hours pass.
She taps the keys. Nonsense words. Grammatical errors. Typos. They keep her company till the real stuff shows up....
Never Enough
I throw my arms up in the air and a girl walks past that I’ll never know. She doesn’t know me. I don’t know her, but I want to and I think about following her down the stairs and on to her subway car, where we’ll lock eyes. It’ll be adorable. I’ll reach for her hand and she’ll let me. We’ll go back to her place and we’ll kiss in the...
In the Ground
“Mom?”
“Yes, dear?”
“I’m scared. What if the Hands come tonight?”
“Never at night, dear.”
Timothy could hear the Earth above him shifting.
“It’s just the dog, dear. Lie down.”
Timothy couldn’t sleep. What if mother was wrong? What if the Hands did come at night?
...
Cake
I dive right in, like Christmas, eating the cherry first. Then each layer from top to bottom.
Whipped Cream. Chocolate sauce. Caramel Sauce. Strawberries in that gooey ooze. Pineapples. Unidentifiable goo. Then ice cream. Three big scoops — strawberry, chocolate and vanilla.
When I lick the bowl clean, I don’t feel guilt, I feel full.
My mother watches in horror. My...
The Right Side
Franklin thought hard about his choices, but eventually gave in to his right shoulder, his devilish side. Cake for breakfast, the long way to work and staying up till 6am drinking tequila slammers the day before a big conference. Never regretting and always living, Franklin lived hard and for those choices he was rewarded with a constant stream of parking tickets, trips to the local health...
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I sink into your flesh, reaching into your ribcage, searching for your heart. I eat it first. Tiny bites. Blood on my chin. I devour you. I’m in love. This is how I do it. You said it was okay. Then silence.
Blue Skies
A cloud floated by and lifted her into the sky, but she wasn’t ready and fell to her doom.
But she wasn’t ready for goodbyes.
Her favorite tree was close by and tossed out its limbs to cradle her. She fell asleep and dreamed of a cloud castle in the sky.
Everyday she regretted her decision.
She looked for another cloud to pick her up and take her away, but never again. She grew...
Game Shows
Eve lived in a library. She dusted the shelves daily and lived in their shadows during the dusk. Always reading, always learning. Eve read every single word in those books from A to fucking Z. She was addicted to television games shows.
Jeopardy wasn’t a challenge. Wheel of Fortune was a bore. Number one winner of Millionaire. Five times and you’re banned for life.
What did...
Without
“He hit me in the face with a tomato.”
“Are you serious? That doesn’t happen in real life.”
“It happened to me.”
“You’re like a movie, but better.”
“I’m like a Tim Burton movie that doesn’t star Johnny Depp.”
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Last Chance
The metal bars taste like salt. I don’t know if it’s the bars or my tears. My chains catch and I struggle. I flop down, giving in to my fate. I watch as my feet disappear into his mouth. My bones crunch. My flesh tears. The white heat pain making me pass out. This is goodbye. I wish my last words would have been “I love you” instead of “shut up” because...
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Sun
Henry looked into the sun so hard that it fell from the sky and cried for mercy. Henry didn’t give in and the sun died weeping. The moon thanked Henry and together they became the fuel that ran the Earth.
No one missed the sun.
Except freckles.
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Invisibility
Liz wasn’t anything special. She was plain, not pretty. Her mother ignored her and the boys teased her on the bus ride home. Her father was absent. He was there beneath the beard and beer, but he rarely seemed there. His eyes vacant. He never spoke.
“I want to be someone,” she said to no one in particular on the walk home in silent protest of the bus. ”I will be...
