And in those eyes she spun quick then slow with the stars.
“Ten Cents a Dance” by Joseph Ferrandino (1987)
Tag: lit
I thought about the men out there sitting on top of a bomb that was like nothing ever before, and I didn’t blame them if they got mindless drunk that night.
“View from Kwaj” by Patricia MacInnes (1985)
It was like that hush of spirit which we feel amid the bright, mild woods of autumn, when the bright hectic flush is on the trees, and the last lingering flowers by the brook; and we joy in it all the more, because we know that soon it will all pass away
It was like that hush of spirit which we feel amid the bright, mild woods of autumn, when the bright hectic flush is on the trees, and the last lingering flowers by the brook; and we joy in it all the more, because we know that soon it will all pass away
There is nothing at all like a man’s strong kiss: apologies to the women of Kentucky.
“What You Want to Do Fine” by Lorrie Moore
There is nothing at all like a man’s strong kiss: apologies to the women of Kentucky.
“What You Want to Do Fine” by Lorrie Moore
Life was stuck in the night; daytime was just the intermission, the waiting between the acts of the real show.
“Maniac Loose” by Michael Malone (2001)
Life was stuck in the night; daytime was just the intermission, the waiting between the acts of the real show.
“Maniac Loose” by Michael Malone (2001)
Then he said, leaning forward: ‘You’re strange animals, you women intellectuals. Tell me: what’s it like to be a woman?’
I took my rifle from behind my chair and shot him dead.
‘It’s like that,’ I said.
Joanna Russ, On Strike Against God (via nervefood)
Then he said, leaning forward: ‘You’re strange animals, you women intellectuals. Tell me: what’s it like to be a woman?’
I took my rifle from behind my chair and shot him dead.
‘It’s like that,’ I said.
Joanna Russ, On Strike Against God (via nervefood)