| Well, I clicked "edit" to begin and now I don't know what to write. ...I'm short? |


Off - Part 1 "Next, please." Brandon grinned, but it was out of neither satisfaction nor malice. His facial muscles twitched in protest, urging for a little gravity to reverse the situation. "I can help whoever's next in line?" It was one of those smiles that could instantly divert frustrated accusations. A shrug of the mouth. It was also one of those vaguely disconcerting smiles, a struggled tug of the lip that suggested either some form of social maladjustment, complete and utter genius, or an itchy sweater.Off - Part 1


The Christmas Tree's Lamentwhy do you hang baubles and dizzy lights from my arms? rattan sprites to drop from my eyes, lashes, lips husks of dead corn soldiers to encircle my waist fashioned to keep us intertwined, immobile? maybe this is some sick dream, a feverish nightmare, where garish lights garnish an imminent demise but i am no phoenix, no beautiful thing. i am a living room amputee. i miss the feeling of stability phantom limbs, roots i am nothing but a little plastic stand with a little plastic water with wells of thirThe Christmas Tree's Lament


Question Markthere is a bus seat reserved just for me, if 'reserved' was an adjective associated with a timid question of 'can i sit here?' 'may i sit with you?' sometimes it's returned with the swift removal of a backpack from the seat in question, or a blind nod. on a really good day, i receive a slight grunt of acknowledgement. these are the days of ancestral veneration, calling back a simpler time before hand sanitizer and language.Question Mark
on cold days, the question marks freeze against all gravity. punctuation icicles hang in the in-between, threatening to fall at any moment. there goes the chandelier. punctuation? you could say 'pshaw' and may
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this is my new quote until i get bored of it:
life is bright, so is a lightbulb
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Me: Hey, do you know what that painter was looking at while he was painting "the scream"
That guy: What?
Me: Your face
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this is my new quote until i get bored of it:
life is bright, so is a lightbulb
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Me: Hey, do you know what that painter was looking at while he was painting "the scream"
That guy: What?
Me: Your face
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Is your mask simply your real face?
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