• The Man and His Wife
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• For one thing, he was sure his granny would never have used smack.
• The Ass and His Shadow
• 101 Reasons footprints should knock his wife up
• I was less than one hundred footsteps away from you I suppose
• His voice is like something from a distant age, the voice of the earth itself, the voice of a tree, the voice of a stone.
• And when she came back she was nobody's wife
• His version was better
• She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
• The Biologist's Valediction to His Wife
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• Where I'm From, You'd Think There Was a Tea Party Going On in the Hostess Dumpster
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
• The Ass and His Masters
• The trail of its demise was visible from the surf.
• I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
• The If Footprints Doesnt Knock His Wife Up Pronto The Whole World Will Think He's A Homofag When You Hear This Music Band
• So I was balls deep in the guy's ass that night when he turns to me and asks for a kiss. Damn. What a fag.
• A dude with an elbow for an ear and an eye stuck on his ass cheek
• The Man Who Flew Into Space From His Apartment
• The Ass and His Purchaser
• tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
• and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground
• The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
• I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
• His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
• I Was Kidnapped By Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
• Did Nixon beat his wife?
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• How this broke ass college student manages his finances online
• The Shoes of the Fisherman's Wife Are Some Jive Ass Slippers
• How my Father was excommunicated from the LDS Church
• I was shaking, but not from the cold
• His eyes look out at me from people that I meet
• collecting on old debts from when mom was a loan shark
• You can only watch as his heart is coaxed from his chest to his sleeve
• It was daylight when you looked up from your ditch
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• Last time I was in Chicago I broke my ass
• So there I was, naked and hiding, facing the dissertation committee from the Isle of Lesbos
• The Ass and His Driver
• How I was thrown from a car at 45 mph
• There once was a man from St. Paul
• The Man who Mistook His Wife for a Hat
• Mr. Mahoney and His Christian Wife
• because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
• Removed from humanity, I realized I was just another distraction
• The Fisherman and His Wife
• Hi, meet my pitbull. His name is Don't Question My Fucking Premises You Ass
• Which God was cooler, the one from the Old Testament or the one from the New Testament?
• What I deduced from his reading matter
• The day we were married the leftover doves from his days of being a magician hummed little love songs in the attic
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs
• all i ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
• A Conversation Between Danton, Robespierre, Napoléon, Chabert, and his wife
• His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
• Fruit cut from the vine, forgot and left to rot, long before it was time
• My man was shot for his sheep coat
• but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
• Letter from Nicola Sacco to his counsel, August 18, 1924
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• Ani and his wife Tutu play senet in the Other World
• The Huntsman's Letter To His Wife
• "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
• Finding the origin of a Hotmail message
• She's sitting across the table from me, my probable future wife
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
• The Nice Painter and his Wife
• Deer Hunting with Jesus: Dispatches from America's Class War
• Aloha From Hell
• come buy, come buy; our grapes fresh from the vine
• Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
• Toward his impossible light
• Tucker: The Man And His Dream
• and then his words silenced my noisy thought
• Tolstoy's use of his characters to bring forth his themes
• The Birth of Merlin, or, The Childe Hath Found His Father
• bump bump bump my finger down his spine
• Rocco and his Brothers
• his nibs
• The Fool Rings His Bells
• A cute lady mechanic who fixed his engine and damn near broke his heart
• His name came up like a match on wooden me
• The walls of his apartment
• The sound of his voice
• the weight of his life
• Hajduk Split
• The Walrus was Paul
• If Dr. Seuss Was A Tech Writer
• Upon my indulgence, I was dissatisfied
• There was a time when I was a better person
• That Was The Week That Was
• If this was an Olympic Sport, I'd be world champion
• The Kennedy crimes
• I was born this way
• Bad things with which to wipe your ass
• Trying to catch one clear promise out of the jittery confused language the night was whispering
• Bust Ass Falls
• Of Gods and Men: Who Was This Man Called the Christ?
• The sky was green today
• JOE KICK ASS (user)
• I was a teenage telephone solicitor
• 3rd Rock from the Sun
• 'T Was Such a Little, Little Boat
• If God was willing to let it be
• Tales from the Crypt
• There Was a Man of Double Deed
• Escape From Staten Island
• Jesus was a revolutionary
• Greetings from the hypersphere
• The gun is good. The penis is evil. The penis shoots seeds, and makes new life, and poisons the earth with a plague of men, as once it was. But the gun shoots death, and purifies the earth of the filth of brutals. Go forth and kill!
• unwinding from the day
• Was that real, or did I dream it?
• An insight into government spending derived from potty-training
• She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
• Things you don't want to hear from your bank
• There Once Was a Farmer
• Fax from Sarajevo
• She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
• The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars
• The reason Shiite imam was based on the house of Hussein and not the house of Hassan
• A Word from the Murky Depths
• I was burned and bleeding, but the galaxy still spun on
• Who is protecting whom from what?
• He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
• What I learned from the skateboarders outside my window
• All I wanted was a Pepsi
• How the inside of the mind would look from a purely abstract point of view
• I have been alone while I was with many girls
• Missing your flight from the other side of the planet
• She was so tall, and I was so in love
• Far away from home
• What was stolen by someone else
• The Man from Utopia
• A Few Figs from Thistles
• Music from the Succubus Club
• Sal Allahu Allahi Wa Salam
• Santa Claus is from Finland
• Till Eulenspiegel walks the tightrope
• fish wife (user)
• Cover songs which are indistinguishable from the originals
• wife in water colours
• Please remove your morality from my vagina. Thank you.
• Warning to travellers from an Arab gentleman
• Light from a Dead Star
• First Letter from Yashuma Neiboku to Seiji Koga, dated 1810
• Ten ways to free yourself from the tyranny of your mouse
• Now and Then : From Coney Island to Here
• Riding fast on drugs while getting good vibes from the twin plant
• The boat dreams from the hill
• From Baghdad, with Britney Spears and Toby Keith, it's the Iraq War Halftime Show!
• The Anglo-Irish War
• A ladder back chair from Connecticut, c. 1800
• You, born of the water, could you ever live far from the sea?
• From the Earth to the Moon: 16: The Columbiad
• Where do these girls come from these days? Some finishing school in the desert?
• Notes From The Underground: Underground VI
• I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang
• Songs from a Room
• Deep Fried Foods in the Restaurant
• The end of history is the nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
• dip me in the water red, and unclothe me from inside and out
• Any sufficiently analyzed Magic is indistinguishable from Science
• running from a blind person's perspective
• Oil painting -Music from another room
• Bringing them back from the dead
• Man From Beara
• If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
• up his own arse
• The Horse and His Boy

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