I want a different background, a different date, hello good sir, have an appointment with fate? No sir, I mean sir, hullo there, g’day, don’t soothe me with greetings, don’t ask me my name don’t use up your language, it only holds blame. — I want a different story, a different time, fate still hasn’tContinue reading “How to Seize Your Destiny”
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don’t tell dada ’bout the doggie door
What a deranging display of pointless perfidiousness, superfluous insidiousness, what plainly prattling perfidious pomps these two children are, all persnickety and rickety making a racket with their wickets in the croquet thicket,
Yuh (slang for you)
If you’re young enough to know what’s hip these days, you know saying hip probs ain’t it, that was like ten years ago, kids these days say
Voyage to Save the World/Hello and Goodbye Forever
Hello, I’m on a voyage to save the world.
Will you come along?
We’re all a little bit crazy here, a touch…
In the Barrow Den
They gnaw not the bones of marrow, for the wolves run tomorrow. Knot the knobs of Nottingham with red tape, the full moon’s crimson tonight and the werewolves are stalking out of spite royal delicacies rich royals on knees too weak to flee– gnaw not at the knots of fraying nerves, they won’t save you,Continue reading “In the Barrow Den”
My Apparition’s Sedition
I brought a ghost home from the pet store. They wouldn’t eat what I fed them, never drank or needed bathed. But they watched over my bed every night, just hovering, shivering, making ambient howls and eerie creaks a soundtrack to my frozen dreams. In the mornings, I led them round the sunrises on aContinue reading “My Apparition’s Sedition”
A group of tortoises/a creep
Don’t judge me for my presence don’t rate me on appearance– I may be a turtle in a creep of tortoises, I may be an urchin in a sea of submarines, but the murder of crows can’t catch this quick black raven and the chameleon’s camp can’t make me camouflage and the clowder of catsContinue reading “A group of tortoises/a creep”
6 stages of insanity (but the good kind)
stage 1: the pet store owner in the video game world. Name tags, puppy dogs, kittens, birds. Stage 2: the fortune teller witch chucking fortune cookies at customers in the streets reading your palm tree. stage 3: the rich girl in a future of teleporters and cancer cures, burning flame-resistant tops and buying color coordinatingContinue reading “6 stages of insanity (but the good kind)”
Meet Minnie, An Animated Mango
Minnie the mango murdered the mangrove man who lived in a maroon mansion in the muddy mangrove marsh, Minnie the mango missed the memo on market Monday: mangrove men don’t buy mangos to make friends. Marty the mangrove man bought macadamias and mangoes from the market for a marvelous melon mix and Minnie moseyed alongContinue reading “Meet Minnie, An Animated Mango”
The Question of Neurodivergence
“I have a bunch of labels we could make a list, complete it with appendices, asterisks, sub-headings for short definitions and paragraphs for minutiae.” So says the narrator in my head, anticipating the question, “why?” like, “Why don’t you talk?” “Why don’t you like that?” “Why don’t you drive?” “Why are you acting this way?”Continue reading “The Question of Neurodivergence”
Jordyn Saelor 