...der a tanktop the color of a lime lollipop. A pendant between her breasts—a crucifix, presented by her god mother (who happens to be her older cousin) on the occasion of her recent confirmation. We'll ...
...platform. I pretended not to hear him. His puffy face was pale and streaked in sweat. "Oh God . Stop. Please Stop It." We passed the eleventh floor. We were probably a hu...
Now that payphones are gone, how will I talk to God ? Damn it, I’ll miss His tornado breath swirling through the spiral metal cord, blasting through me, His shiny black receiver, emptying my ear
...mated responses to questions about the healing powers of Windex. Not to mention a mother named after a god dess. You take me to a sadir and I receive scowls from three generations of relatives after de...
...t the way she wore makeup now and slouched, hopeful,
Buy Me Some Peanuts... by Janet A. ShainheitAnd God ? He’d switch to another cab. I’ve got old bones, Jack, He says.I like the heat.
Bris...
You see, what it isis God loves 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
...unch everyone
who thinks I don’t know how to escape from anything. I’ve tried saying I’ll believe in God for a second in caseit helps, but end up settling on the pride I gainedthrough the torture of...
...o 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 each line, as they turn eac...
9.
Mud
(Literary/Fiction)
...th eluded Stanley, but the memories flooded his mind—just like the clouds and the rain and all of this god dam Mud. Suddenly Stanley was a young boy catching trout with friends, using poles fashioned w...
...nch, but I am pretty sure that there is real tequila in the cups that they've been drinking out of for God -only-knows-how-long, so I gave them a pass.
Now, before I explain why I decided to engage t...
God I loved youthat Saturday night making outon a subway of barely clothedstrangers—two dominatrices, a nurseand the perennial Catholic schoolgirl.I didn’t tire of your bare back-bone or your tongue c
...if I were an angelworking undercover in New York,this would be the perfect costume.In the old stories, God would show up
on doorsteps in disguises—elderly woman, mendicant monk,neighbor needing rice...
“Why are men such god damn assholes? Not you, honey. No, not you. You I would take in a minute if you weren’t so god damn young.”
“Or so god damn gay.”
“That, too.”
“I keep tellin
... back the clock: Suffragettes in garter belts. Vishpala with her legs spread. I am Joan of Arc without God or a weapon. Sacagewa doing deep throat.Margaret Sanger's bones helping the soil to seed. I a...
...his is me loving you the only way I know how... with every word I can locate.
I love you, I swear to God .Bassey.
And for you, Abiola, 2 days from Iraq. A tangle of bravery and fear waiting for the...
...hispers drifting aimlesslyFeel your body quiver as a fiend craving the kiss of tangerine sunbeamsTouch God Reverberated by the spinal penetration of an infant’s laughter
 ...
17.
Blur
(Culture/Essays)
...being asked to report for duty! I repeat, two planes have just hit the Twin Towers!”
Sweet Mother of God ! How far away is that? I thought. I wonder what class Sam has.
“Oh my God ! Oh my God ! Ladie...
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