Agree or disagree: honesty is overrated?
I’m not going to waste your time or mine on pithy excuses.
What matters is, I need to face the real reason why I haven’t been writing.
I’m squirming in my seat, embarrassed to admit this puerile-sounding fact so publicly.
I’m jealous of Violet; specifically, jealous of her amazing writing abilities.
My feelings aren’t [...]
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so jealous
anarchist pen FTW
Recently returned from Portland. I’ll post more when I feel less zombie-ish, but for now, enjoy these passive-aggressive notes.
On the bathroom wall at Sweet Pea Vegan Bakery:
The note says, “Where did you buy your pen? An anarchist pen store?”
In a convenience store:
I’d like to thank Arron, whomever he is, for ensuring that the aforementioned [...]
nostalgic narcissism
It’s been a year since the photo experiment; thus, a foray into nostalgic narcissism is in order.
quickie
Clearly, I have issues with poetry magnets.
There are never enough articles included with the word sets. Since it’s difficult to write without using a, an, or the, I am forced to lean heavily on adjectives during refrigerator-sonnet endeavors.
Inherent limitations of the magnetic medium present a compelling literary challenge. Since “flowing [...]
