The malaise is national / all our hearts a blank book

A river of words Heraclitus would be proud of: you may never read a stranger story.

My name is Howard Hughes and I am from Houston Texas. (Pause) How about the wing spans on them Corsairs.

The perfect high school date would begin in late afternoon with only a few hours before dark.

A pomegranate tree blowing fruit: a splattered purple, a screech of rusted hinges on the window.

JACK (V.O.) I could see by the way she stood on the deck that she was interested in art. Maybe someday, I could teach her to spit.

He wonders how I can sing / about coffee grounds. / Drown the negative out / like an unnamed ghost / inside a Mason jar—

there were—times—in autumns past—when i—too—dreamed

Up in the pale gray sky, two enormous words and a flashing countdown. He watches the seconds pulse away until 04:38:07 becomes 04:37:00.

Directed by Sam Fuller with Peter Breck

A. What’s Wrong with this Picture? 1. Stegosaurus has put his right forefoot through a cardboard box.

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Tell us about your first experience with homelessness: where was it, what happened, why'd it happen? Portland, Oregon...before the yuppies