Two Sentence Tuesday #6

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… 

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.

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.” 

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.

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?

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.