Posts Tagged ‘writing’
  • Behold this Monument to my Effort

    It’s a dance they have us do, by law, in fact. One of the two steps is more imperative, by which I mean enforced, so you can wind up a ways off in one direction if you let them let …

  • Connor’s Kipper Snacks

    His was a loving scowl, a knowing joke, almost constantly crabby, otherwise, endearingly, singing. A voice, a tone, tuned┬áto resonate in your bones, that warm feeling without the stasis. Even the breaths were suspenseful. Always a head of hair. …

  • this is fun, maybe the angry street machines want to play too

    I think he wants me to run, but I’ve never seen him so far away from me, especially not here, and there are so many more interesting things to use my senses and muscles for. Besides, we’ve been over here, …