Sing a song loudly, and they will hear.
“But who is ‘they?’” he asked, and the narrator looked down at him and quirked his mouth.
“I don’t know, I’m being vaguely biblical, I guess?” Continue reading
Tag Archives: Funny
Microfiction: Chili
The room was on fire. The chair he had been sitting in was melted from an errant drop of the stuff. His shirt had a stain that was slowly growing into a hole. Continue reading
Stuff You Need When You Move
I’ve moved a lot. My family has moved a lot. Not necessarily from one state to another, but we’ve hopped around cities, and towns, and even in the same town. I’m not used to living in the same house for very long and I’ve gotten a lot of practice at packing up fast and doing it efficiently. Continue reading
Poem: Hand Fizz
It’s a sensation,
We all know,
The little hum in our skin,
Then weirdness of failed blood flow, Continue reading
Poem: Reality Smashed
Poem: Loading Screen
Can you stand,
Watching that tiny circle spin?
Does it not fill your head,
With crackling? Continue reading
The Law of Inconvenient Timing
Over time, I’ve noticed that the universe seems to follow a few oddly consistent rules. Stuff that’s just ironic and weird and silly. Now, a lot of this is certainly just a coincidence, but it’s still something fun I wanted to explore. Ever notice how it never seems to rain on the day that you explicitly plan to have an umbrella on your person? Yeah, this is going to be one of those.
And today’s law of the universe is the “Law of Inconvenient Timing.” Continue reading
A Series Of Strange Observations
Be prepared to have your mind blown. Continue reading
Poem: Random Words And Phrases
This is a poem,
Only so far as it has words,
On a page,
That you are reading, Continue reading
Poem: Pancakes and Gerbils
When the world is not going,
As planned,
When the hippogriffs are dancing,
With their unbridled friends, Continue reading
Poem: Pancakes Full Of Blood
Poem: Mind Mental Mildew
Poem: Multitask
In an experiment,
I am trying,
This poem is being written,
While I am doing something else, Continue reading
Not A Vampire
Yes, I do stay awake until 5 A.M. or 6 A.M. on the regular and find the shadows of the early morning look weird, but I am not a vampire. Yeah, I’m always complaining that it’s too hot outside, and tend to see a lot better in the dark than most people I know, but I am not a vampire.
Okay, yes, I have, on occasion, mentioned the odd (probably placebic) feeling that my teeth are both bigger and sharper in my mouth when I get hungry, and will regularly eat straight up meat in huge quantities until the sensation stops.
But I am not a vampire. Continue reading
Poem: Punch Drunk
You know it’ll hurt,
When you tell the tale,
Now then, too,
But the bruise sting—
That’s more the fail, Continue reading
