A blonde enigma in a red
dress walked into my office with a Swisher Sweet nestled between her lips and a
wily twinkle in her eye. Her voluptuous
saunter would have had even the most devout preacher longing to sin it up and I was no altar boy…
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #5
He lumbered into bed and wrapped himself in the bliss of his
thick, warm blanket.
“But how long have I had this,” he dimly pondered as the blanket’s
grip grew tighter.
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #4
“Don’t you see that train
coming,” she warned, seizing him by the wrist.
“Yeah,”
he muttered as he pulled away, “…I do.”
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #3
Dev and Anna lounged passionately
on the muggy apartment rooftop beneath the moon, the stars, and the sparkling
city skyline.
"Perfect," Dev
thought as he slipped the humble box from his pocket.
Saturday, June 6, 2015
Spinning Wheels
Nostalgia is a time machine,
Whisking us off
To a faraway past,
When we knew what it meant
to dream.
Somewhat ironically (as
it were),
Didn’t those vivid
Fantasies of our youths
Chart the courses that
carried us
into the present?
Tuesday, June 2, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #2
The man had a heated staring contest with Van Gogh’s self-portrait at
the museum. After fifteen minutes, Van Gogh finally blinked.
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