I keep two birds locked in a golden cage, atop the kitchen counter in a dusty, musty house. The paint is peeling, the floorboards are gone, blood streaks the walls, and the two birds stare at me from the confines of their golden cage.
So I tells him, “My thighs, they been involved in numerous accidents, so ya better have insurance, hon’.” And the devil goes and grabs my ankles and makes me spread my legs.
Trash cans will be spitting out your godawful meat loaf before I stop seeing Lucy.
“Last Words of a Murder Victim”
I held the world in my hand, my tiny little freaking HAND, as they explained my role. As much as I pleaded, they would not take away the shining globe for one reason: keeping the world safe was my job now.
We graduated virgins, and made sure that title didn’t stick for long. How was I to know it would drive him to insanity?
We all wore formal to the reunion. He wore a T-shirt that read, THIS MEETING OF THE WORLD ASSOCIATION OF UGLY PEOPLE WILL COME TO ORDER.
Today, she might just drink a cup of coffee, smile at the corner shop flower girl, visit the museum of Extatic Arts and dance around the telephone pole for fun. Tomorrow, she will have enough time to worry about time and her future-if there will be one.
Our band had booked the gig a year ago while tooling through Wyoming on the way to the west coast, but we came back to find the factory closed and the buildings slumped, abandoned to time and weather. We pulled our gear out of the van and set up anyway, cranked the amps to ear-splitting and rocked out under the lazy summer sun for a few rats, a bone-thin stray dog and the lonely ghost of an old miner.
The professor died, but that didn’t end his career. They made him a zombie and now he teaches advanced decomposition.
One look at the body lying at my feet and I knew my world was about to come crashing down. If it had been a human body, I could have ignored it, but there was nothing human about it.
Jenna Malone never killed on Tuesdays. Today would be the exception.
“You suck,” I shouted, drawing a vindictive stare from my wife.
“No, I was talking to the black hole,” I added, as our bodies were ripped apart by the tidal forces.
The winner handcuffed himself to the podium and, with his free hand, got out a scroll that unrolled to the floor. “I’d like to thank…”
i heard the lock in the door and realized the only judgment i should let matter should be mine. judging even the previous sentence, i drive myself crazy.
I got my hepatitis test results back today. I’m still a straight-A student!
It wasn’t all bad.
Sometimes she made food.
I raced up the flight of stairs two at a time. Upon reaching the top, I promptly forgot why I needed to go upstairs to begin with.
It be true, I is so literit. Proof be that I gots a book accepted by Publish America so’s you know I be a smaht riter.
A trip to the park with you is always a treat. This time we got exactly what we wanted.
i got to spend time with you. it only costed me my families trust and $40.