In July: I worked at my library job (and got a promotion! Yay! Even though I totally missed the train and the bus and I had to have someone come save me while I tried not to vomit after all that running in the heat. Besides being out of shape. I probably need to make... Continue Reading →
I'll respond to his fetal position reaction to My Freudian Slip of a marriage proposal A thousand years or more from now. I'm also having issues answering the question: "Is this Good?" What does Good mean? Keep you up at night, Make you think; A bitter, A sweet Taste on the tongue? I didn't vomit... Continue Reading →
Mercy allows a chance for redemption.
The Random Cafe caters to those who have varied tastes at various times of the day. Every now and then they will serve a special dinner and invitations are highly prized but impossible to receive by asking. Ben, our antihero, hates these dinners. But our lady hero, Arabella, loves them. She's been officially invited since... Continue Reading →
Our re-connection was an accident I was reckless with my laughter and smiles Afterwards I realized Because you made me laugh and smile I let you into my heart But I can't act on that Can't allow these feelings to grow But I know better than that I can cage my heart Make that cage... Continue Reading →
My face and hands are gritty From my journey Bus stop to your front door My friend It feels good To talk through the night Pillow fight And fall asleep Past midnight With moonstones Swinging in the window
Benji didn't like to be seen outside of the cafe. He didn't like existing outside of the cafe. The world outside chafed at all his senses. Especially his sense of smell. There was no getting around the smell of the city, unwashed bodies and refuse in the streets. He'd even been forced to pass the... Continue Reading →
The death technically did not occur inside the Random Cafe. A man collapsed as he reached for the door handle. He was unconscious before his head hit a strategically placed rock. Across the street, a young man finished his cigarette, adjusted his coat, and meandered over to the dead man. The young man dragged the... Continue Reading →
There is blood mixed with cereal under the unforgiving fluorescents. A unicorn, summoned Or simply created, Went rampaging through our convenience store. No one is dead but one is severely injured. Now we have to clean up everything before day-shift arrives.