3/1/12
2/15/12
Rushing Green and the Dripping Blue
I remember what I said, confused short-stander. Now you're uplifted, held in the hands of your two favorite men. Savor it. This crisp time of joy won't last. They will let you down. You'll find them out, and they'll let you fall.
But I'm here at the bottom of things. I'm waiting for you.
But I'm here at the bottom of things. I'm waiting for you.
1/22/12
1/2/12
Terra Firma
Terra Firma by The Flashbulb
when you fall
the earth creates a nest
where you can safely rest your head
when you call
the birds will cease to sing
so your voice can be heard instead
when you cry
the clouds part from the sun
and flowers blossom from the trees
when you're cold
fire burns the earth
and everyone gets burned like me
when you fall
the earth creates a nest
where you can safely rest your head
when you call
the birds will cease to sing
so your voice can be heard instead
when you cry
the clouds part from the sun
and flowers blossom from the trees
when you're cold
fire burns the earth
and everyone gets burned like me
12/19/11
Six Word Stories
"I followed her to his house."
"Please, this is everything, I swear."
by Orson Scott Card
"All her life: half a house."
by Jamie O'Neill
"Gown removed carelessly. Head, less so."
by Joss Whedon
"For sale: baby shoes, never worn."
by Ernest Hemingway
"Samaritans. I'm listening. Hello? Hel... Samaritans..."
by Michel Faber
by Sherman Alexie
"Please, this is everything, I swear."
by Orson Scott Card
"All her life: half a house."
by Jamie O'Neill
"Gown removed carelessly. Head, less so."
by Joss Whedon
"For sale: baby shoes, never worn."
by Ernest Hemingway
"Samaritans. I'm listening. Hello? Hel... Samaritans..."
by Michel Faber
12/14/11
Untitled Prose 8
The sound waves shot from my throat move swimmingly through the clutter of trillions of atoms in the air. They climb toward the light of distant stars, carrying my voice in urgency. But the air grows thin, and my words disintegrate as the ground crumbles beneath my feet.
12/4/11
Evolve
I have no doubt that it is a part of the destiny of the human race, in its gradual improvement, to leave off eating animals, as surely as the savage tribes have left off eating each other.
Henry David Thoreau
Henry David Thoreau
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