Category Archives: Stories & Poems
A little known Hungarian saying is, “Don’t eat the whole bun or your knees will stiffen”. I first heard this from a door to door butcher that was selling veal shaped like characters from the film Schindler’s List, so I … Continue reading
Barbara bet Jim 3 pounds that he couldn’t eat some traffic. Jim went out into the street to try and eat traffic. Jim got run over. Jim died from head trauma. Glenda was mortified at her mentally disturbed son’s funeral … Continue reading
Kenneth’s mother woke him, holding a cup of yellow Xon tea. Kenneth was stiff from the night before when he was playing quaberfib with some chaps he met outside X1400o0Nb. He woke up wearily and started sipping on the old … Continue reading
It had been a long day for Martin. Of course, it was the same as any other day, time wise and all, but this one just seemed longer.
November 23rd, 2014. 2:33 pm Ken Ken comforted Hilda with an arm around her shoulder as Katie’s coffin was lowered into the ground,
Ernest Hereford surveyed the scarlet mess with his talented eyes. Blood covered a large percentage of the room.
Arkendorble and his band of heroic adventurers of whom he’d collected on his epic quest (see previous 84 chapters) were brought to a halt on the forest path by a bellowing voice.
On Thursday nights, when i’m not punching flowers or church licking, I like to write dark love poetry based on fake celebrity girlfriends. Tonight’s attempt.. Jessica Tandy.
The pale blue moon shone from outside, and in a room, a girl did hide. She knelt on hard wood, frantic praying. “Can you hear what I am saying?”