blurbs

john updike is crying in the woods behind his mansion into his cashmere sweater

- tao / February 20, 2007 10:54 PM

several of these stories made me think of a man trying to stack compact cars on top of one another using a series of ramps, each bigger and bigger, and whenever he finishes driving one to the top of the stack he pause for a moment in the driving seat and feel good before carefully crawling out and across the roof of the car to the ramp to walk back down.

This is good i think and i feel it especially on "the refrigerator divides also"

- colin / February 21, 2007 4:39 PM

i'm listening to the beginning of thriller right..... now.

- matt / June 28, 2007 9:32 AM

I'm doing the thriller dance.

- ofelia / July 28, 2007 8:09 PM

The alligator at my zoo adopted an arm as one of its young. A human arm.

- mike / February 18, 2008 5:39 AM

These stories made me feel like
I was in iDEATH, on a day where the
sun is black and soundless.

- Jason / March 4, 2008 10:15 AM

this reminded me of my mother.
don't judge me.

- Gianni / April 5, 2009 8:03 PM