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empty bar
it wasn't anything special, just a single slab of hardwood shined up with varnish and beer stains. even so, it drew a crowd--after work, before work, instead of work.

"What can I get ya darling?" Rhonda called out from behind the bar, and before they could answer, sh(more)
teen | drama
pray for me
"It's a monster."
"With no trees."
"And strange tentacles underwater snaking everywhere."
"It's one snarled mess of concrete and steel."
"And the tentacles are the subways." (more)
nyc | oy
wish it true
"why did they drown the first-born boys? why not the girls, too?"

"boys were more important back then. if your family had a house or any money, it would be passed down to the oldest son, so by drowning the oldest sons, the Egyptians were trying to shrink(more)
baby | wants
broken candle
"Hey. How come I don't get broken candles in my grogger?"

"You got beans in your grogger. I'm out of beans, so some people get broken candles and some people get beans."

"It's because he's more Jewish. Hanukah candles are more Jewish than beans."

"Yeah. Hanukah(more)
jewish | stories
choose wisely
This apple is a pink lady imported from Washington.
Do you think it'll work for the pie?
Mmm....Definitely not. Too tasty. Try it. It must be something in Washington, something in the soil.
Hey aren't you imported from Washington?
Imported is a strong word. I was raised in th(more)
apples | areimpor...
sing with me
Do you remember Nemo, the little green fish? Our storm which dominated all air space (Ellen and Girls and New Girl and all of the things we talk about when we aren't freaking out about weather) was named Nemo, Greek for 'no one'.
(more)
weather | dramaram...
be a man
"Do you have red cherries here? I'm making a pie." Linda approached Cheryl with great caution. Cheryl was her neighbor. She should introduce herself to her. It was the polite thing to do. People told Linda that she should be aware that Cheryl was volatile, an unstable substance. An(more)
cheryl | linda | smalltow...
of the sun
dress like a bank robber, black masked, small holes for eyes, and the chill of the winter sun will stay away. right? enough layers and walking becomes a challenge, and biking an awkward lesson in the limitations of down coats (bulky, rides up, revealing a thin swatch of lower(more)
rock | gym
in love with
if i could do anything i would believe in writing again  
leave the jewish kids to teachers    
who with everything    
believe in the rightness of this cubicle  
muted lime green walls no  
partitions which according to the safety(more)
anotherj... | please
nothing but
The storm surged when i walked outside my skin was pulling away from me the lights flickered the map on my computer of danger encroaching needed refreshing often

i filled pitchers, ate leftovers, brought the plants in
curled into the blanket

"we're watching brothers and sisters,"(more)
oh | sandy | notsobad
last call
The steaming pot of indecipherable dumpstered vegetables had finally softened into a tumeric and curry tinged mush.

Lichen fished out a cowbell from under the back tire of his current home, an old schoolbus turned activist mobile with the help of spray paint and am impressive collection of(more)
hippy fu...
mechanical reply
Tongue to tongue
on the grass
they feed each other
pebbles
moss
twigs (more)
not | stars
up the street
what happened to the space between buildings? breathing room, seeing room, room to take in the city, city of dreams, big broadway dreams, big writer dreams. other people see the bigness of the place; other people think New York is an equivalent to success because look at all those(more)
oh | nyc | notyetlo...
the smallest one
I start the song, because I know that no one will want to hear it, and also because I really truly enjoy pop music.

"Hey! I just met you and this is crazy, but here's my number."

An irritated voice calls back from across cubicle lines, (more)
what | I'm doin...
or without you
a circle is a square without edges, corners to stop at, sides to slide down. there is nothing sharp about a circle, no corner to trip yourself at, no beginning, no end.

a circle is a promise, it has no eeennnd (more)
friends | forever