Monthly Archives: July 2017

The new place where I get dollar pizza (just a couple blocks from my old dollar pizza place) is pretty much the same. You don’t go in for a dollar pizza slice if you’re seeking one of those life-changing mouth-watering … Continue reading →

Your writing could use some work. I can only understand about half of the characters you compose and the others can easily be confused with one another. It’s careless, really. A lack of effort. I’m sure practice and experience will … Continue reading →

We sat in the park by the garden and my special friend nodded towards a tittering millennial, previously unnoticed. “He’s here to photograph a surprise.” I saw the boy and asked why she’d said that. She just shrugged but the … Continue reading →

I want your money but I’m too sly to just tell you so so I’ve got a sneaky plan to coerce you into offering it to me. You’re never gonna know about the hit. I’ll start with a cough ever … Continue reading →

All right, so this one is a piece of crap. It’s ill-planned and worked on far too hurriedly, because I wanted to get it done immediately making quality fly out the window for some self-imposed deadline that nobody else cares … Continue reading →

I know that our conversance amounts to but aught but I’d just like to say that I care a whole lot and that, if given less than a quarter a chance, for the price of a song, to your tune … Continue reading →

When Paddington was born immigrant children in immigrant England saw him as one of them: a short brown boy from deepest Peru sneaking his way well into the First World? The story was written by Michael Bond as a giant … Continue reading →

I miss Daisy. She used to be out here with her clove cigarettes and her sharp words and, when she had time, she’d ask what I’d been up to even though she had little reason to care. She was untenably … Continue reading →

Sometimes, you write the poem and only afterwards do you realize whom it’s for. Sometimes, you don’t meet the inspiration until after you finish the work. Sometimes, your brain and heart and soul and all other artistic aspects of an … Continue reading →

Those gigantic sunglasses do you no favors hiding such excellent features that should be presented far more prominently. Your phenomenal peepers could be better displayed reflecting that blazing sun, enhancing their natural sparkle. In those glasses you look like I … Continue reading →