“Owwww!!! What was that?” I yelled. “That was a reader,” someone close to me said. I looked around at the clusters of loose paper scattered all around the room. The floor was completely covered and in some places stacked with the typical 8.5” x 11” printer paper. “Oooompfff!! Yikes!!” I blurted out as I felt a sharp pain in my margin and watched as a 5” spike heel left a mark. “What is this place?” “Don’t you know?” he sa...
The Apartment The Magnolia Arms was a dilapidated structure of six apartment units sitting on the corner of Venus and Envy Streets. Today it’s one of those dead end streets where every morning you step over beer cans, Smirnoff bottles and rubbers. Someone with a propensity for large orders of fries from McDonalds had lined the curb with the bright red cardboard containers like tulips. Built in 1930 by Foster Frieze it was...
Something the true coffee addicts will enjoy Ah coffeethe drink of the godscan't get enoughmy drug of choicetime to brew me another cupyup I'm addicted to itsweet with sugar and creamor black as nightlong as it's strong and hotnone of that iced shit for meskip the decaf toogive me a good full strong brewneed me moretime to get my fixyup full blown addict hereI need my coffee fix, can't go withoutgrab a cup and join me my...
If I Said.. Why aren’t rainbows everyday? Why do clouds drift away? Why won’t love come and stay? What would you say? If I said.. Who made giraffes so tall? Why do leaves die and fall? Do we really need love at all? Don’t you ever want to call? If I said.. Where do rabbits run and hide? Why are rivers deep and wide? How do we know when a heart has lied? Have you ever thought of us and cried? If I said.. Why does iron rust...
You wouldn’t pay any attention to her because she was one of the unattractive invisible. But that was exactly her thing. A woman of the common masses. She didn’t party, didn’t go to church, didn’t rock and roll. She wore her coarse dark hair braided and left it unwashed. She balanced thick, clear-rimmed glasses on the pinched bridge of her nose. Across her narrow sloped shoulders she hung a dingy navy-blue nylon jacket th...
The tropical island's wharf suddenly jumped to life as the long strides of the seasoned pilot sounded on it's sodden planks. A young port officer hesitantly approached the advancing aviator."I've got time for everything else kid, but I don't have time for subtlety, and I sure as hell don't have time for eloquent prose," the tall ex air force captain stated while pushing past the younger and greener man."But, but..." was a...
“This is insanely bogus. Craziness. I’m NOT giving them my cell phone; they can pry it out of my cold dead hands.” Wilson knew this was coming, Brittany had not listened, nor heeded any of his suggestions and now the court had handed down its verdict. He thought the verdict seemed a little harsh for a third time offender, but Brittany was still young at forty-seven and the court could have commuted her sentence just a lit...
Oh dear, what a turn of bad luck— In rhyme, my thought process is stuck! It's my fate to find pleasure In syntax with measure, 'Til I pull myself out of this...messy situation. (Whew! I'm so relieved, I'm dumbstruck.)
Poetry and I never could get along, I grappled with the rules, and the gist of the stanza. Frozen with fear I might do it all wrong, Over poetry writing, I chose reruns of Bonanza. Part of the problem was this business with rhyming— It had to be perfect and, of course, also make sense, Keeping in mind meter, scansion and timing. And on top of all that was — or is — the matter of tense. Haiku, pastoral, limerick or free ve...
I must have passed out again. Either that, or what followed was too horrible to remember, which is my guess, seeing as my last memory is of a trio of the little fucks chasing after me waving cat fetuses impaled on tent stakes and turning the landscape into a bloody Jackson Pollack painting. I was sure that the little bastards had been smoking viagra laced crack and were going to violate me and then cut me open like a scie...
Chastity gently pulled back on the reins, halting Stormcloud’s progress, a bewildered look upon her face. She could have sworn she’d passed through this meadow earlier. Unrolling her map, she studied it carefully, making note of the location of the river that passed through the Faerie Kingdom. According to Glint & Barnes, there should have been a bridge here and yet, obviously there was none. The pathway simply led to the...
Beside us raced the hurricane. 140 mph of sheer twisted speed, barely able to keep up with the rented Corvette we’d picked up in Toledo, let alone my amphetamine fueled brain. Under the dashboard was enough acid and ecstasy to turn an entire nation of jihad spouting Islamists into black-eyed love monkeys. Wrapped up in tinfoil and enough duct tape to open our own OSH to keep those drug sniffing bastard Nazis commonly kno...
Entering the room, the wife stopped short at the door:She saw not one, two or three, but FOUR pants on the floor!What could have caused an action so rash,Four trousers crumpled like yesterday's trash? Pair No. 1 was a scintilla off-hue.Black slacks had been ordered; navy blue would not do.The next pair examined, judged unfit for display —Its slightly frayed hem had caused utter dismay. A third castaway was the oddest one...
They hang out all day,Ain't got no plans, With nothing to do, And time on their hands. In everyone's business, All over town, Just talking trash, To bring them down. Talk more trash, Later on the phone, When they should be out, Takin' care of their own. They only go out, For a free meal, Too damn lazy, To go out and steal. Ain't got no job, Ain't got no pay, They just keep talkin', With nothin' to say. People so petty, It...
