Blessed be the trampoline
That which doth bounce me high
Into the heavens and forever
Belly flopping and back flipping through time
Blessed be the boombox
Blasting Weezer’s Blue Album
The CD scratched beyond recognition
It always skips on track seven
And blessed be the cold and rain
That tries to hasten my goodbye
Yet bounce I shall til the dark of night
Only then will I boot up Goldeneye....
Everything had been so easy until this point. I had made every preparation, saved money, thrown a party. I was leaving everyone behind to start a new life. Looking back on my time since the decision to leave, I remember a lot of sad faces and tears from my friends. They were sad but I was simply excited. A full and happy life was in front of me and I wasn’t looking back. Until I did, as my train’s...
I hate this feeling
because I’ve been here before
No change since last time
like I’m dying for more
There is somebody else
a man in my ear
can’t force me to change
and won’t disappear
Maybe next time
when I’m faced with the choice
I won’t be ashamed
I’ll follow that voice
Then I can be whole
and perfect and real
I could do everything
I can do to heal
But I have one wish
that I can make for tod...
I awake to the sound of my dogs. Barking like mad somewhere outside in the darkness. We’ve been together long enough for me to identify the genre of bark from their pitch and intensity. This particular instance is frightened/alarmed. I run half naked down the stairs and into the mud room. My head is groggy from the noise and sleep. The shotgun leans against the wall next to the door. That I grab a...
I read the makeup directions after applying. “Use applicator on skin and wait 5 minutes until sizzling.” SIZZLING!?! Perhaps, I thought, this jar was expired or I had put it on wrong somehow. But as I watch the bubbling drips of what used to be my skin splotch onto the bathroom tile I understand from the label that this was the intended effect. In hindsight it was indescribably foolish for me to r...
It had been a long brutal winter. With the thaw came new hunting opportunities on the seaside of the mountain away from the hibernation den. The mother bear leads her adolescent cubs towards the mountain pass. They play and nip at each other behind her back causing her irritation at prolonging this inevitable trial. She knew this specific pass well and the post-winter ferocity of its streams. Alre...
Bobo was airborne. Flailing while falling. His boutonniere blasting a water spray arc that glinted light from the big tent spotlights. Oversized, floppy bright red shoes undulating under forces of gravity and motion. His painted smile was wide, to an eye experienced with the antics of bobo even wider than usual.
He was a master of the art. If there wasn’t the cacophonous circus music blaring over...
The Arachnid had turned on us. The only thing more terrifying than its weaponry was the complete and total knowledge it possessed of our military strengths and weaknesses. Weak spots in our mobilized tanks were targeted and exploited. It shot hard caliber rounds, which it froze mid-flight, into our mobile suits in order to penetrate their shielding.
I watched battalions being decimated in a matte...