Monday, September 29, 2008

She pulled off her brassiere and
held it aloft. There were cheers,
and she turned from one side
to the other triumphantly.
Her breasts looked enormously
distorted in the moonlight,
their hard, clean crowns gleaming
and the shadows they cast hanging down
like ugly sinister forebodings
of the ruin age would bring
to their strength, their thrust.

David Karp

Monday, September 22, 2008

If you want to know
the truth that much,
go out and commit
a crime yourself.
That's the only way
you'll ever know.

Asa Nonami
The Hunter
(trans. by Juliet Winters Carpenter)

Monday, September 15, 2008

I looked down at myself.
It was like seeing
a technicolor rainbow shining
on a bushel basket full
of mangled bread dough.

Gil Brewer
The Squeeze

Monday, September 8, 2008

He shook tooth powder into his mouth.
His grandmother could smell liquor
like a dry sourdough in the Klondike.

Patricia Highsmith
Strangers on a Train

Monday, September 1, 2008

She leaned forward again
so quickly that
four things bobbed--
two of them earrings.

Robert Bloch
The Will to Kill