Momma and Randall
Momma looked at her son and spoke, for the first time all day, stern, sad, and determined. "Randall, I am not going _anywhere_. This is _my_ home. I gave birth to you here, twenty-nine years ago, may God bless the memory of your Father Michael in...
Taste
Preachers, and prophets, push truth like drugs. My mind feels gross like slimy slugs. I'm confused, and used, so used, so, can't I sleep forever tonight? I'm too tired tonight, and I've fucked up again. Desire over chastity, I don't think Anne...
Lady and The Tramp II: Scamp's Adventure: Arnie & Christine Take Angel Home
Main Street in Westfield became Court Street, and Court Street became Rivers Lane once Arnie Cunningham turned right around a hilly bend inside a blood-smeared Christine, Angel still awake, but now feeling a few aches and bruises where her head had...
On Top of it all: A True Story
"I know what ya'll come to see! You wanted to see my ass, didn't you," howled and screeched a delirious Jim Morrison from the center of the small, rocking stage in the booming, bewitched airplane hangar, as his band mates, Ray, John, and Robby, put...
Fruit
"Someone go with him." Chef wanted to go looking for mangos. "I will," said Willard. "C'mon, Chef." The Labrador, and fox, leapt from the boat, and onto moist, humid ground, that matched the stifling air. Giant trees with triumphant green leaves...
Coming to Realize
_ALL I EVER WANTED_ _ALL I EVER NEEDED_ _IS HERE IN MY ARMS_ _WORDS ARE VERY_ _UNNECESSARY_ _THEY CAN ONLY DO HARM_ Tonight, I performed the perfect gentleman, Mrs. Brisby, widow, of four. I keep your grace in mind, and remember that we come...
In Response
Before I say "I do", there's something you need to do. Grow up. Quit messing around with these drugs, and liquor bottles, and indecision with whether or not to drop drama at work, and get with it, Andy. For all things around, you are sensitive,...
Journal Entry, First Day
Today, around 12:20 p.m., I was assisting my stepfather and mother with some digging and re-shuffling of soil in the backyard of their beautiful home in Eastfield. It was good, honest work that any ready, healthy fur has more than capable means of...
The Ego Poem
I have an obsession with myself. Unhealthy? Sure, but who's counting. Not me. What can I put in my body? Why do I feel people I don't even know are staring at me? I have an obsession with myself. I stay in my room, and bed, most of the time. I...
Sandy, Skippy, and She's Back
This story involves a few famous previous characters of literature as well as references to music and film. I wish to give all credit to the following: Stephen King, _Christine_, published by Signet in 1983; The Jimi Hendrix Experience, _Electric...
Untitled
Unlocking all the magic of Bette Davis Eyes and what glam it takes to make a pro blush is no surprise to the up and coming starlit manchild tonight primping herself for a beautiful date with destiny as time now stands still and all the fur in the...
Some Good Deli Vibes!
I like my job a lot. No, I am not what Gray Muzzle does, which is being a trial lawyer. No, I am a sensational deli clerk. I can handle that hard salami like no one can! You want a pound of mozzarella, sliced super thin? Then come see the stupendous...