2 Years Without Nickel Time moves like a drunk in an old suede jacket that won’t leave us alone Whispering in my ear tonight, shit like: I ain’t on your side, Columbo. Something in German that sounds like fate choking. and Your cat is still dead. 2 years gone and I … Continue reading 2 Years Without Nickel
My Foot Fell Asleep And It’s Having Those Dreams my foot fell asleep and it’s having those dreams again, where we alphabetized all our typos and did sex stuff in front of them until the correct spellings came out
The legend of the Yeti who went out on a fishing boat in an attempt to win back the love of the woman it had been verbally critical of in the past but who it had found itself missing after she’d gone is not a very well known legend actually, it’s not much … Continue reading
the way you struggle off to work each morning makes me think it’ll be ok the way you pull yourself out of bed every morning before I do harnessing pure dread to manipulate gravity causing you to fall up and sort of sideways towards your parts of the closet instead of down the way … Continue reading the way you struggle off to work each morning makes me think it’ll be ok
(note: written for the monthly fiction reading series The F Bomb/every 2nd Wed of the month at the Mercury Cafe/Denver CO) This Story Has Been Formatted To Fit Your Screen and Edited To Run In the Time Allotted "Late night watching TV, used to be you here beside me." --Chris Martin to … Continue reading Love is: a Chalk Outline
