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... this season, all five of them have. Someone else can do this. “It makes sense. We don’t have anything to carry.” He makes a valid point. Anyone else who went would have to leave his egg in someone else’s care, a burden for both. The leader is ever pragmatic. He says: “Thank you. We have...

...Daniel Biegelson © 2020 Daniel Biegelson 2020 Daniel Biegelson The Sea as Far as We Know Once upon a time an egg and a chicken and a tadpole and a frog and a seed and a flower and a caterpillar and a chrysalis and a butterfly appeared as referents or walked or swam or sprang or crawled...

...: faces to pile! with egg! ooze!! toast triangles square packets! of grape jelly!! see it all piled!! around me a booth seat! tear! in the red! cushion the window! with guests peering in! i m not!! eating! any of it just need to watch! index! nger! pointing! count every single! egg to make sure! none...

... felt around in her purse for the bag of Cadbury Easter Eggs she had bought at the lobby store that day during her lunch break and held one out to him. “No thanks.” He looked at her as though everything she did was amusing, and so she felt amusing. “Right. You’re driving.” He...

... nothing but make us happy? Was that a chowder or a stew? What’s the difference between a chowder and a stew? [breathes heavily] This one time, we had a burger on Texas toast topped with a fried egg, a slice of ham, and white cheddar. If you look at it, it’s like we took a burger...

... in the back- yard and showed me how to shoot sparrows as he stumbled over the birds and bees. I wouldn’t kill them, and he said that was why I’d never kiss Maude Butler. When he went inside, I found the nest of parentless eggs in the mulberry tree. Hiding behind the wisteria bushes, I thought...

.... How about Mopey Vince Eats Mango Salad Until Nightfall, says Megan. Many Vile Earthlings Munch Sandwiches Until Noon, says Hank. Might Virgins Eggs Make Savory Udon Noodles? says Megan. Sam says, Maybe that s the problem. That virgins eggs make savory udon noodles? Megan says. No, says Sam. Maybe...

...Lydia Weinberger [email protected] Copyright © 2024 Lydia Weinberger 2024 he came in my mouth and it was like raw egg, all salty richness turned bitter aftertaste. After that last time, all I wanted was to find a soda. We eventually collapsed into a bar where we were...

... from oceanic ancestors? In his room he submerged them in seawater until egg and snail survived these “long baths” —​ surmising that the lowly Helix pomatia must have been “transported to islands by adhering to the feet of birds or to driftwood.” My own devotion...

... and at night, after hours, you put on your stilettos, your lip gloss, get ready, go out and break all the eggs ...

... with a view of the river and took deviled eggs to neighborhood potlucks. We joined the club and had sex at midnight in a sand trap off the eighteenth green. We watched British detective shows and drank craft beer from bottles. We had children who grew up and left us. We traveled the world and slept...

... fried eggs, white gravy, biscuits, sweet ice tea, then sits in the aqueous light of his cell: thin ghost baptized in extravagant spit, exiled from the one home he knows, the taste of desire still alive on his tongue. ...

... was invented by a dentist. Cotton candy was named cotton candy by a different dentist. The dentists were not lovers. Makeup gets its luster from crushed fish scales. Squids have three hearts. Ketchup is a cure for indigestion. Rabbits can incubate chicken eggs. Mosquitos can penetrate...

... skinned with the back of a knife □ the egg dropped on the floor lapped up by the family dog □ the statue of a winged child beaten into a new shape by rain □ the inflammation in the throat that follows swallowing □ honey and cocaine □ to take a man how you bard a fowl □ to take a man and make his blood...

... temperature the chocolate needs to be before I release it into the conveyor belt below. is week it s Easter eggs. Apart from Easter eggs we make chocolate bunnies, kitties, parrots, and gira es. ey will stop making gira es next month; the legs always break. Lions can eat anything. ey cut open a lion once...

... day. She went back to her normal, day-to-day routine after she gave birth, just much more lonely and quieter than before. She collected the eggs from the hens as quickly as possible because if they felt that she was stalling to spend more time with them, they would peck her to death. The cows...

... at the end, beating like a metronome in a kitchen, practicing its rhythms of pour and stir as she lit the gaslight on the stove, waiting for the blue ames to jump up, embrace the pan. To fry those eggs so the yellow would drip on its plate like an oil painting in progress. It was the new blue sweater...

... more, pour down eggs, herb, say everything is better aged. Braille corn fields, ruined underwear. With tits I can never locate all my ribs. I make late night phone calls Where are you!? I say. They are beneath piles of childhood, sifting through manuscript and Catholic...

... you pop pieces of steak the size of eggs into your lion mouth. White feathers keep clicking against the windshield; I watch as the truck takes up the highway, and I cannot get past it. ...

.... My kingdom for a muzzle. My kingdom for a David star. My kingdom for an egg. My kingdom for two Ruths, one for past & one for future. My kingdom for the cat. Happiness lasts no more than 26 days in a row. Then take a break. Can’t call it quitting if I always mean...