Dancing Trees

Watching as the trees Undulate in the breeze What's that you're doing I say It was sweltering yesterday We're thankful for rain and belly dancing the heat away Do you mind if I join you in the dance? But … I'm only wearing underpants Come along with us Underpants aren't a must We'll introduce you... Continue Reading →

Fire Trucks and Roses are Red

Since stories do not have to rhyme. Do you have the time for listening to a wackily weird dream of mine? A firetruck crashed headlong into my balcony; but before, it resided on my living room floor. And from where did this firetruck come? If you're looking for an answer, I have none. After the... Continue Reading →

Goldifro

What do you know, it's Goldifro If your sister wants porridge we just sold the last bowl Hey Big Baby Bear My sister didn't send me She's still in juvie on several counts of burglary Sorry to hear I guess On second thought … That's probably for the best I'm here, you see, because when... Continue Reading →

Words

My first Morley inspired art. I bought a book of his over the summer, Let's Burn This Moment Down to the Filter. I remembered a 2020 journal entry for some reason and decided to try it out in this format. You can read the entry if you want, but you don't have to :)Jan 19:... Continue Reading →

Missfortune Cookie Digestif

... I figure since fortune cookies suck, I will create a more luxuriate adult-only version. Your Missfortune Cookie comes in a slim matte black capsule. Presented on a mini ceramic plate layered in gold leaf beside an elegant Luigi Bormioli Michelangelo titanium reinforced stem glass containing your choice of digestif. Sexy! After enjoying your drink and the... Continue Reading →

Merrier – For Some (CW19-2015)

I hate sharing my space. My sister's motto - The more, the merrier. Where did all these people come from? Can't they stay somewhere else? Cheapass fucks ... All these thoughts ran through Marta's head as she walks into the one-bedroom apartment shared with her sister, Michelle. Being the angel that she was, Michelle suggested,... Continue Reading →

Happy

It's Mother's Day. This day doesn't matter to me as much as it did when I was a child. One year, I had saved up all the change from my lunch money to buy a gift for my mother. I was probably about 12-years-old. On occasion, when my mom didn't make my lunch, she would... Continue Reading →

Story

Beginning at the end. I'd like us to just watch the movie this time, please.All I had left was five bucks, a bottle cap and some gum.The security guards chased John through the office and into the stairwell.I never said I wanted to be your girlfriend!Nooo! Anything but the ramekins.We don't do deep-fried turkey during... Continue Reading →

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