Category Archives: Throw me Thursday

Icee

Posted on December 22, 2011 by

Happy Holidays! How do you celebrate?

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Throw Me Thursday: Cargo

Posted on December 16, 2011 by

In the jet’s belly, crammed between crates and cases, suits and shoes and herbal shampoos, is Daddy and his fifteen pumpkin pies. “I’ll take my recipes to the grave!” he said with all the enthusiasm of a tiny emperor under … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: Bermuda’s Triangle

Posted on December 3, 2011 by

She’s a dancer, baby. Name’s Bermuda, like the triangle. Seems she copped the brand in some shitty little dive up near Cripple Creek where she worked six days a week hauling ass for some creep in black market boots. It … Continue reading →

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The Automatic Writer’s Art of Shaking Hands

Posted on November 27, 2011 by

I am a nervous girl. The flush of my face has always given me away, but lately, it’s the tremor in my hands. There is usually a tiny shiver running through my bandwidth, tippy-tapping out a body hum across the … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: When it’s raining frogs

Posted on September 16, 2011 by

We need to learn to be kinder to ourselves. We need to listen to what our bodies tell us, if we’re tired, over taxing ourselves, we know, but in this here world we often don’t listen. We need to do … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: Get Your Kicks

Posted on September 9, 2011 by

Me and Mathias moved out here near ten years ago and bought this old filling station. Nothing but a falling down old piece of rot back then, but Mathias, he has a vision, if you know what I mean. He … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: The House of Rain

Posted on September 2, 2011 by

They trucked in rain from Crescent City, plexiglass, and tubes and built the house in a day. It glowed emerald in the desert dark where the Serpent Sisters bent half ways and quarter ways across eachother’s backs and shoulders until … Continue reading →

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Not Quite Odysseus Yet

Posted on August 31, 2011 by

“There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.” Homer, The Odyssey    I’m heading out. Physically, I’ll be on the road Saturday morning to visit Dad down in the Ozarks. It’s a 10 … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: Medicamina Faciei Femineae

Posted on August 26, 2011 by

Now learn, my dears, the art of beautifying your faces; learn by what means you can retain your charms. *** “Baby, you gotta know, those days are over.” Baby opens a jar of loose powder, dips a brush and taps … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: In an Irish pub with a lot of oiled wood

Posted on August 19, 2011 by

“I love women. They’re like goddesses.” Max took a long swig of Guinness, kicked his boots up on an empty chair. “Man, don’t let Naomi hear you say that shit. She’s always pissed at me.” “You and Naomi, your good … Continue reading →

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