Socrates and The Common Cuckoo
Roz Ray
You know you’re in the shit when you’re looking to fortune cookies for encouragement
You know you’re in the shit when you’re looking to fortune cookies for encouragement
Sign up for Match.com. You’ve heard it works. You’ve heard for one out of every three marriages, the couple meets online.
And she doesn’t know a word of German, except “bier.”
I saw myself on the Jumbotron. Locked eyes on my eyes looking elsewhere.
It will be great to hear how you have been! Hope we can get to everything in the seven seconds I have allotted our interaction.
The narrator of Ben Lerner’s 10:04 goes to see The Clock at Lincoln Center in New York. The Clock was at Lincoln Center from July 13, 2012 to August 1, 2012, but in the book’s acknowledgements, Lerner explains that time in the novel does not always correspond to time in the world. This creates a sort of magical New York where Occupy Wall Street, The Clock, and Hurricane Irene can all be happening practically at the same time.
One time, a pair of blue Tattersalls, two Sigma Chis home from Clemson. Two, again: faded blackwatch shorts and a stretchy lavender thong, smelled like Obsession. Just that one time.
Corbin was listening to Pete Rock and CL Smooth’s T.R.O.Y. and thinking of Trina McIver when shot inside the bodega on Fourth Street.
In my country, says the bulkier, pastier, frowning president, journalism students are admitted to university according to their eloquence in abbreviating my biography.
I’m just gonna say it. Invisalign is bullshit.
Midway through the school year one of the kids in one of the other sixth grade classes hung himself, so we couldn’t call the game we played in the mornings ‘suicide’ after that.
It was the summer of Monica Lewinsky and Mark McGwire and Armageddon. I was on a short business trip to Philadelphia—a handholding, as it is known in the office. I was sent, via Amtrak, to coddle
When I first met Dawn, I didn’t know what a lexicographer was. I had to look it up. Later I admitted I hadn’t even realized that people still made dictionaries.
“Of course they do,” Dawn
Otherwise you'll end up with a mouthful of husk shards.
It is the last inning of the last game of a mediocre season for a mediocre team.
Season 6, season finale: Hank Moody attends AWP. Moral tragedy ensues.
48 hours after his mysterious disappearance Lowe uploaded the first of many filter-less photographs to come to his, once deactivated and now reactivated, Instagram account.
But this whole thing is wrong. Your hair is uneven around the edges where you cut it this morning.
I was sitting at the edge of her mattress. We barely looked at each other. She would have been in Chemistry if we hadn’t skipped third period. I would have been in English II.
Is this new relationship self-sabotage in disguise, or is it the cure?
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