The Letter
When I approached the ticket counter and requested a ticket to Fort Worth, the clerk became visibly upset.
[via Riley Dog]
Nothing
Why am I still preoccupied with it?
Crossing Over to Beakless
I felt compelled to choose between the void I knew and the void I did not.
Lessons from Television
The condition of freedom is abasement. Abasement is as infinite as desire.
[via Riley Dog]
Our Relationship Demands A Spreadsheet
W-T-F, but whatever
not scared, just confused
We moved to a new country and all the spooks are different here.
A Blessing and A Curse
Woe unto you if your offerings do not delight me to the wellsprings of my being.
[via Riley Dog]
Family Bondage
That's my mother's mother, Rose. The one fellating a pickle.
Surprising Ham
If I can go boldly into space, I can be just as bold in your bed.
Interview with the Parents of a High School Basketball Star
But what if he wanted to become darkness, like in the garage?
[via Riley Dog]
Oatmeal
Keats told me about writing the "Ode to a Nightingale."
Hot Bikes
I paced outside Crate & Barrel staring at the invisible bike. Fuckers.
Dear Picasso
I like you a lot, you were a great genius, but you know, personal taste and all.
[via Riley Dog]
Married
I'm blushing, right? And I had a garter, even if it was for my flask. See? I'm traditional.
Cock Vagina Rectum
A lot of times, but not all of the time, when I say I'm never going to do something, it's a sure sign that I will.
Sticks
The first I brought a date over she said: what's with your dad and that pole? and I sat there blinking.
[via Riley Dog]
Before You
"I have to live in the past," she said. "Those were my best years."
Statuing
Time passes. I breathe very little. He remains.
Why I'm Going to Hell: Exhibit B
Well let me tell you little girl, you can't stare the bull in the eyes and expect him to back down unless you're fondling his testicles.
yesterday i burned things
I'll wear glasses. I'll learn to golf. The other moms will love me. I'll say, okeydokey.
[via Riley Dog]
Another Puppet Show
I am the Fox, all brown fur with a pointed nose. I’ve been the Fox since my voice changed.
The Naked Face
The people with the pen between their teeth found the cartoons much funnier.
Dear Picasso
I know you’re dead.
[via Riley Dog]
giant ants burning at night
The desert is a beautiful place, I found. It has a kind of quiet that gives you room to think at night when you’re oiling your weapon.
When Mine Was Ours
Boss, I’m willing to marry up to six women and wear feathers in my hair if it’ll keep the mine right here.
Memento
How can I heal if I can’t feel time?
Six Apologies, Lord
I Have Loved My Horrible Self, Lord.
[via Riley Dog]
A Modern Short Story
A quirky yet believable character was presented in such a way as to garner sympathy and interest.
[via Riley Dog]
Make It Stop
If I could watch myself do this, I would yell at myself the same way I would yell at the girl in the horror film: bad idea!
We Are Men of Action
I talked to the prisoner and said I really needed him to put his arm in the machine for me.
The Amazing Daniel
He spoke in a barely audible mumble and stared at the ground a lot.
Talk Dirty
You can tell a lot about a person by what turns them on.
Everyone Has Probably Left By Now
How did we end up like this?
The Dawn Of The Aerospace Age
Our act was not popular.
Glut Your Soul On My Accursed Ugliness
After recess Mrs. Ackley announced that he was getting all zeros on his assignments.
[via Riley Dog]
Obsolete
I took the pen I had stuck behind my ear and made a note at the bottom of the first page of Zero's file. "Note: no sense of humor."
Entropy and Heat Death
All these things, if not quite beyond dispute, are yet so nearly certain that no philosophy which rejects them can hope to stand.
Bars poetica
God in, on, as, with, to, around, because who knows because.
[via Riley Dog]
2
There is a deep part of me that believes that the past never existed and the future will never be here.
I’m Trying To Help You Be A Better And Happier Person
Each night I coax brief segments of time through the dark crack at the bottom of my bedroom door.
i didn’t really notice him until he began tipping to the left
he seemed to push off from the corner in a sort of “i am buffeted by the winds of life but i will right myself and keep going” kind of way.
A man signs a shovel and so he digs.
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