...ave had in our lives - or is that too presumptive? The story leaves you wanting more...will she call? I love the line about the scent of perfume...as I am someone who does not leave the house without ...
i love traveling and even though i have yet to publish anything and i know that it's hard work, the whole idea of touring is still very romantic to me. in the mean time, i will continue to write, wor
but i would love to visit the red-light district. maybe even chat with one of the ladies over a cup of coffee. oh, stories she could tell.
love d your portrayal of the experience!
...hich really is a medium sized cup) that completes my order is styrofoam and not paper. Brooklyn...gotta love it!!...
I love this poem and it has a deeper meaning every time I read it!
...am certain she is the one for me, she has the perfection of fruit. I know when she is older, she will love lemonade, that her hair will never curl. I scoop her up with one arm and drop the oyster ...
...ed him from the University library. He pointed his finger at me, its tip sticking out of a hole in his glove . "You better not be writing like that." At the beginning I had explained to them that I wa...
...must be a romantic if he's prompted while doing his business to uncap a pen and make his declaration of love on this pocked metal surface. Not just "love ," but this welding together of two souls—a-co-...
...ds, small and seemingly fragile. He remembered a story that escaped from her. She had told Robert how a love r choked her, how she reciprocated, how they played until an ambulance took him away. She sl...
...she kisses her chihuahua's head over and over And the chihuahua is loving it In its strange chihuahua-love way. She seems a kind of Cruella Deville alter ego. Cruella wanted to make a luxurious c...
Above the subway grate, she flails briefly at a bee that's mistaken her florid hat for substance. The bee escapes, but her left earring, heirloom, mother of pearl, drops through the grate. She stand
... and misses midnight sirens, house music, and cheap corner-store Chinese food. The only other thing she love s more passionately than poetry are her two 10-year-old nephews. ...
...ator and brother and assassin you required, here for me you are a font of some gentleness, whole and love d and without despair. Before the collision you are waiting for me in some terrible room ...
...stion you were asking but didn't: Yes. Yes It has been two years Since I was just a bad waitress Who love d you And you were a puppeteer Who couldn't stand the idea Of loving a waitress. "You deser...
I cooked all afternoon and set the table for eight. Wanted to talk to you, thought of you making sandwiches and smiling at strangers in their lunch meetings. When my guests finally arrive, that is whe
...tact with the cop opposite me. I kept willing
him to put down his weapon. I tried to
tell him I love d him.
I
was eighteen years old, unarmed and unathletic, and I'm sure I looke...
...ht pants heard you draw clouds that look like Toni Morrison, scribble poems about Etta James, harmonize love songs to your definition of Jesus, that you dance like grasshoppe...
...s he often does. It's his favorite word. He doesn't particularly care for the fruit, but he love s the word.
REVIEWS
The Bronx is Burning by Jonathan MahlerAs its back cover states, Lad...
... body I mastered the art of running bases.
In that not-quite ghetto section of the Bronx where glove s and bats and balls were only seen on TV
the house that Jackson, Nettles, Randolph and De...
You see, what it isis God love s baseball.Every summer He shows upon a real hot day, calls meto meet Him in the Battery.I pull up, shut down the meter,and we head out. Up Broadwaythrough Harlemov
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I made it to first base, a crack in the curb near the tree where Monica stood watching us play baseball in the street.She had taken herself out of the gamewe played with cracked bats and baseballs com
...s he often does. It's his favorite word. He doesn't particularly care for the fruit, but he love s the word.
The game progresses in its thoughtful, take-your-time-and-wait-for-your-pitch ...
I learned to fall in love at a young agewith everything capable of being broken.But a color blind child didn’t know anythingbetter than static, some square box and its black fuzz.That television could
...n its tone, its message? Do they not understand the words, but read anyway, feeling satisfaction in the love they have for their god; in the love they feel he must have for them as their eyes follow e...
...Buick sedanoff the Cross Bronx Expressway when snows finally thawed --he tends to his wife with so much love and compassionthat it makes me cry, not totally sadly.
Gerard Sarnat has intermittently...
...sp;
How is it that—even now, at almost fifty years old—I can still fool myself into believing that I love the people sitting across from me on the subway but despise the neighbors in the village ha...
...fee goodness.
This was something my family thought was strange, and in turn made me feel bad about my love for the warmth. My Grandfather never made me feel any particular way about my dark skin; I ...
...ank.Then, in the chains of futilityIt paces here and thereAstrally projecting itselfOnto grand conquestsLove rs’ heartsOr the journeyOf a lice-infested vagabond.Again to no availFor when my mind breaks...
...der. It was all very Scientology, I think, the way Parrotheads are borderline evangelical about their belove d Jimmy.
The doors open and the group steps outside and proceeds to turn around and look a...
