The blank aisle, dead yellow lights overhead. Towards the cleanly waxed abyss, we march.
Trevor Sands
grocery stores like too many children in carts and overpriced and people hating me hating walmart kind of condom commercial with the kid screaming and my mom buying frozen chicken which I still don’t know how to buy ruth shopping my eyes burning red she thought i was high living alone being afraid of big black men in aisles you don’t need
alix Dewald
shopping clean up on aisle 10
assee mcgee
a long row
lots of food products
or are they?
are there people walking by?
or just ghosts
wandering
like i am
moving, always moving
down the row, don’t look back
don’t stop, don’t look
just keep going
there must be something
worthwhile
at the end
of the aisle
jonathan athayde
in the aisle, there lay a boy. a small boy, indiscriminate, nothing special… or was he? One never knows about these things, who may or may not be genius, what good may come out of him or her.
beatrice franco
I never understood why people like the aisle seats in movie theaters. The middle is so much better! Sure, you have to give everybody a full moon everytime you squeeze by them to go your popcorn or piss on, but it’s so worth it! I just despise the aisle seats, so very much.
Travis Broyles
amy
is
selling
little
elbows
alan
irks
sally
like
eek
an
insane
salesman
left
ernestine
ax
in
somebodys
lost
earlobe
miah
They have these in grocery stores. When I was little, I used to wander off looking at things, then get nervous when I couldn’t see my mom anymore, but I always acted like I wasn’t lost. Well, really, I knew where I was, I just didn’t know where she was. I still do that every now and then. It happened last time in a clothes store. I was looking at socks.
Mandi
I walked down the aisle of the grocery store. Aisle is a little odd, isn’t it? i mean, hallway is like aisle, but then again not really. who thought of the word aisle and what is the exact definition? a hallway with things to purchase to the left and right? hm it makes you wonder. i’ll have to look that one up.
keara
The priest walked stifly down the cathedral eisles. The pews were empty and the scent of the water and the long snuffed out candles filled the room.
“Forgive me father for what I am about to do”
lauren-anne
waiting in line, the passenger-to-be can be such donkeys like me and wait till the last minute to get tickets.
mowgli
grocery store, library, looking down, full of items, shopping carts, is this supposed to be a story or can it just be words? the bride walks down the aisle. aisle rhymes with isle, which some people confuse for island, or are they the same thing? i’m not doing so good with puncuation, but i’m not thinking, just trying to come up with more aisle related words.
megan c
One day I walked down the aisle and down that aisle there were many different cans of soup. When I arrived at the middle of the aisle, I was challened to a joust. I had my friend push me while I was standing on the shopping cart and I jousted the red headed warrior. We were both armed with large lances.
Sir Nathaniel McMeyer
As I walked down the aisle, all I could think about was that woman. That woman that gave me the stare, the one that would haunt me forever. I know she knows who I am, but I haven’t a clue as to her identity. What the fuck am I going to do?
Josh S
i go on this when i am in a grocery store, or buying cars. i can find lots of things here, and it provides organization, and therefore i can find what i am looking for easier in this speedy word. also a island. brings imagination to my mind.
Colton Scott
I was walking down the shopping cart aisle when I stumbled upon my long lost friend, Henry.
Kitkat
I’m in a dead mall, completely confused about how I arrived. I only know that I just awoke naked in a freezing cold bathtub in the center of the food court. I stand up and looked around me- there are hundreds of enormous dark blue misshapen creatures staring down at me.
Jonathan Evans
well lets see, grocery stores.
we walk down them.
never vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv my v key keeps breaking, but anyway we never get the big bag of candy.
we carry it around the whole shopping trip, but in the end mom refuses to buy it.
mallie
i walked down the aisle, my father walking beside me. This was it, i was getting married! What tension,I wonder what my father is thinking. Is he scared? Is he nervous? I am!
znarf
The grocery store is full of aisles, all of them full of wonderful treasures to be found. I enjoy walking through them one by one, discovering new items with each shopping trip. I finally find the dried fruit section one day. I went through a phase where my my mouth watered
Bao
joy
lets
If only I’d known.
The aisle was a long white line, just a line. I had never known what was so big and important about it until now. That one long line made my heart stop, and my longs fail to take in enough air to keep me from getting dizzy.
Or maybe it was too much.
I could never know for sure. I fumbled the ring onto his finger, whispered my ‘I dos’, listened for his. And sealed my fate.
I wish I had known then that I had opened a door to hell that would not allow itself to be closed again.
If only I’d known.
Fumiko
while boarding planes, i prefer either aisle or window. this is because i am calsutrphic a little. the other incentive for such a decision is weight, i am fat
gholam-reza
Aisle be home for Christmas.
mauramarini
The aisle of a supermarket. I don’t want to knock the stuff down, it just happens. I think she’s my mom, but she isn’t really. That’s a scary moment when she turns around and it turns out shes some stranger and you don’t know where your mom is.
oscar uptop
I sit in aisle because its easier to leave if you get bored. Aisle seats also allow you to stretch your legs on airplanes – a life necessity and not a luxury on a cramped 8-hour international flight.
Aisles are also cool because you can talk to people across from you or pass notes.
Jenia
i was in the middle of aruba on an aisle.
it was very relaaxing and desolate.
the scent of fresh water and coconuts hung in the dry, warm air.
i was in heaven.
i wish i were still there.
lee harst
Penning down four-foot long veins
The shattered highwayman ran his pistol to the reins
He called out that there was one more chance for change
But left the receipt to sap up the chains of blood
He cracked all over the tiles.
Katie W (hi david)
I wait in the aisle for my mom; I rock back and forth on the shopping cart. I look side to side, see she isn’t there–start to panic–what do I do? I start moving forward, impatient with time.
wildwm
This aisle, so drawn against the curtain, so wanting of clever iconography, so missing you. Gone is the major expression, depleted is the vine, so misty-eyed is my affection for you.
Thaddeus (for Marly)
As I stood in the aisle at wal-mart. I considered the implications of what I had done. Would they find me out? Where can I hide the body and what methods do I use to cover up the scent. Shit.
I’ll never be able to see her smile again, but that is the price I will pay for my freedom. No more nagging. No more cheating lying and whoring around for her. Damn bitch, she should’ve seen me coming a mile away.
Adham
straight row in a super market that people go down and the people working at the super market always get it wrong when i ask them where the soap is. it’s really annoying, but at the same time there is a thrill in finding something you are looking for and reading it on the signs in the food maxx market. i feel fat right now but aisles are skinny and fat people have a hard time making it through with their carts.
Michelle Kim
aisle is what you have in the church and on planes. I always prefer the window seat to the aisle seat cos i dont like it when ppl walk around the aisle. Cant think of anything else about an aisle. What about walking down the aisle, thats when you get married and the father of the bride walks you down the aisle. Hahahahaha. I have absolutely no clue of what the hell I am writing about. But thats all folks. Aisle Aisle Aisle…hmmm Im done… Thank you.
vidya
aisle i s a place between the seats in an airplane…its a fun place wher u can watch new people… the air hostess uses it the most.. we also use it to walk through in the plane.
keerthi
I never used to think of the word aisle as a word of tradition, but the wedding of my wifes dreams had that word in it. Instead we forgot the aisle and went the route of the justice o piece. Hall way was more like it!
Kevin druery
Aisles? Oh there are loads and loads of different types of aisles….I love the nice, clean bright sunny one….but then again, who does’t? Anyhow, aisles are horrible when they are narrow and dirty, and evil-smelling….. but the thing is, aisles are lovely architectural places??? Whatever. I have frankly no more to say about it.
Zia
The plane careened sideways out of the air, flipping the stewardess into my lap.
“Hello” I said. “You’ve spilt my vodka all down the aisle.”
She smiled at me as we plummeted toward the ground, like two birds mating.
Hedda
wedding of course..the romantic in me, also supermarket..how to find stuff quickly enough.they keep changing where it is,
frooger
aisle a place a corridor an end to where we go it’s all unknown. But where does one wish it to end. Are we fated or do we control that destiny. The aisle is oppressive … going ever on and on without any way to diverge from the past.
theManOfFewWords
running through the store searching, everywhere running, there it is, the magical place! the aisle for chocolate :)
The blank aisle, dead yellow lights overhead. Towards the cleanly waxed abyss, we march.
grocery stores like too many children in carts and overpriced and people hating me hating walmart kind of condom commercial with the kid screaming and my mom buying frozen chicken which I still don’t know how to buy ruth shopping my eyes burning red she thought i was high living alone being afraid of big black men in aisles you don’t need
shopping clean up on aisle 10
a long row
lots of food products
or are they?
are there people walking by?
or just ghosts
wandering
like i am
moving, always moving
down the row, don’t look back
don’t stop, don’t look
just keep going
there must be something
worthwhile
at the end
of the aisle
in the aisle, there lay a boy. a small boy, indiscriminate, nothing special… or was he? One never knows about these things, who may or may not be genius, what good may come out of him or her.
I never understood why people like the aisle seats in movie theaters. The middle is so much better! Sure, you have to give everybody a full moon everytime you squeeze by them to go your popcorn or piss on, but it’s so worth it! I just despise the aisle seats, so very much.
amy
is
selling
little
elbows
alan
irks
sally
like
eek
an
insane
salesman
left
ernestine
ax
in
somebodys
lost
earlobe
They have these in grocery stores. When I was little, I used to wander off looking at things, then get nervous when I couldn’t see my mom anymore, but I always acted like I wasn’t lost. Well, really, I knew where I was, I just didn’t know where she was. I still do that every now and then. It happened last time in a clothes store. I was looking at socks.
I walked down the aisle of the grocery store. Aisle is a little odd, isn’t it? i mean, hallway is like aisle, but then again not really. who thought of the word aisle and what is the exact definition? a hallway with things to purchase to the left and right? hm it makes you wonder. i’ll have to look that one up.
The priest walked stifly down the cathedral eisles. The pews were empty and the scent of the water and the long snuffed out candles filled the room.
“Forgive me father for what I am about to do”
waiting in line, the passenger-to-be can be such donkeys like me and wait till the last minute to get tickets.
grocery store, library, looking down, full of items, shopping carts, is this supposed to be a story or can it just be words? the bride walks down the aisle. aisle rhymes with isle, which some people confuse for island, or are they the same thing? i’m not doing so good with puncuation, but i’m not thinking, just trying to come up with more aisle related words.
One day I walked down the aisle and down that aisle there were many different cans of soup. When I arrived at the middle of the aisle, I was challened to a joust. I had my friend push me while I was standing on the shopping cart and I jousted the red headed warrior. We were both armed with large lances.
As I walked down the aisle, all I could think about was that woman. That woman that gave me the stare, the one that would haunt me forever. I know she knows who I am, but I haven’t a clue as to her identity. What the fuck am I going to do?
i go on this when i am in a grocery store, or buying cars. i can find lots of things here, and it provides organization, and therefore i can find what i am looking for easier in this speedy word. also a island. brings imagination to my mind.
I was walking down the shopping cart aisle when I stumbled upon my long lost friend, Henry.
I’m in a dead mall, completely confused about how I arrived. I only know that I just awoke naked in a freezing cold bathtub in the center of the food court. I stand up and looked around me- there are hundreds of enormous dark blue misshapen creatures staring down at me.
well lets see, grocery stores.
we walk down them.
never vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv my v key keeps breaking, but anyway we never get the big bag of candy.
we carry it around the whole shopping trip, but in the end mom refuses to buy it.
i walked down the aisle, my father walking beside me. This was it, i was getting married! What tension,I wonder what my father is thinking. Is he scared? Is he nervous? I am!
The grocery store is full of aisles, all of them full of wonderful treasures to be found. I enjoy walking through them one by one, discovering new items with each shopping trip. I finally find the dried fruit section one day. I went through a phase where my my mouth watered
joy
If only I’d known.
The aisle was a long white line, just a line. I had never known what was so big and important about it until now. That one long line made my heart stop, and my longs fail to take in enough air to keep me from getting dizzy.
Or maybe it was too much.
I could never know for sure. I fumbled the ring onto his finger, whispered my ‘I dos’, listened for his. And sealed my fate.
I wish I had known then that I had opened a door to hell that would not allow itself to be closed again.
If only I’d known.
while boarding planes, i prefer either aisle or window. this is because i am calsutrphic a little. the other incentive for such a decision is weight, i am fat
Aisle be home for Christmas.
The aisle of a supermarket. I don’t want to knock the stuff down, it just happens. I think she’s my mom, but she isn’t really. That’s a scary moment when she turns around and it turns out shes some stranger and you don’t know where your mom is.
I sit in aisle because its easier to leave if you get bored. Aisle seats also allow you to stretch your legs on airplanes – a life necessity and not a luxury on a cramped 8-hour international flight.
Aisles are also cool because you can talk to people across from you or pass notes.
i was in the middle of aruba on an aisle.
it was very relaaxing and desolate.
the scent of fresh water and coconuts hung in the dry, warm air.
i was in heaven.
i wish i were still there.
Penning down four-foot long veins
The shattered highwayman ran his pistol to the reins
He called out that there was one more chance for change
But left the receipt to sap up the chains of blood
He cracked all over the tiles.
I wait in the aisle for my mom; I rock back and forth on the shopping cart. I look side to side, see she isn’t there–start to panic–what do I do? I start moving forward, impatient with time.
This aisle, so drawn against the curtain, so wanting of clever iconography, so missing you. Gone is the major expression, depleted is the vine, so misty-eyed is my affection for you.
As I stood in the aisle at wal-mart. I considered the implications of what I had done. Would they find me out? Where can I hide the body and what methods do I use to cover up the scent. Shit.
I’ll never be able to see her smile again, but that is the price I will pay for my freedom. No more nagging. No more cheating lying and whoring around for her. Damn bitch, she should’ve seen me coming a mile away.
straight row in a super market that people go down and the people working at the super market always get it wrong when i ask them where the soap is. it’s really annoying, but at the same time there is a thrill in finding something you are looking for and reading it on the signs in the food maxx market. i feel fat right now but aisles are skinny and fat people have a hard time making it through with their carts.
aisle is what you have in the church and on planes. I always prefer the window seat to the aisle seat cos i dont like it when ppl walk around the aisle. Cant think of anything else about an aisle. What about walking down the aisle, thats when you get married and the father of the bride walks you down the aisle. Hahahahaha. I have absolutely no clue of what the hell I am writing about. But thats all folks. Aisle Aisle Aisle…hmmm Im done… Thank you.
aisle i s a place between the seats in an airplane…its a fun place wher u can watch new people… the air hostess uses it the most.. we also use it to walk through in the plane.
I never used to think of the word aisle as a word of tradition, but the wedding of my wifes dreams had that word in it. Instead we forgot the aisle and went the route of the justice o piece. Hall way was more like it!
Aisles? Oh there are loads and loads of different types of aisles….I love the nice, clean bright sunny one….but then again, who does’t? Anyhow, aisles are horrible when they are narrow and dirty, and evil-smelling….. but the thing is, aisles are lovely architectural places??? Whatever. I have frankly no more to say about it.
The plane careened sideways out of the air, flipping the stewardess into my lap.
“Hello” I said. “You’ve spilt my vodka all down the aisle.”
She smiled at me as we plummeted toward the ground, like two birds mating.
wedding of course..the romantic in me, also supermarket..how to find stuff quickly enough.they keep changing where it is,
aisle a place a corridor an end to where we go it’s all unknown. But where does one wish it to end. Are we fated or do we control that destiny. The aisle is oppressive … going ever on and on without any way to diverge from the past.
running through the store searching, everywhere running, there it is, the magical place! the aisle for chocolate :)