I. Nasrin couldn’t be surprised for a second when she heard Sir Balsa call her to his desk after the period-ending bell rang. She was used to having her ears prodded with hot words ’cause she was stupid & lazy—as if that were her fault. But she knew ’twas no use evading punishment, so she […]
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It turns out the CEO o’ everyone’s favorite church o’ happyology, Careerealism, isn’t done innovating in the industry o’ making money off her own inanity. She wrote an article wherein she promises to give you the juicy secrets that nobody else knows that’ll totally ensure you’re successful, just call this # this hour, on why […]
Accompanying music. …in the moldy air smells fresh of oysters, crabs, & spiral snails rolling inside rolling leaves, brick bells clanging mossy in the cloudy, pale shoving chill that makes me ill but also stomach-filled: the french fries leave their scent, orange trees scheme to bury seeds are all so juicy you can tell the […]
Here stands a black crow in the middle o’ the road. He don’t give a fuck.
I saw it in the warmly cool cast o’ cobalt, spreading its sparks ‘cross the sizzling sands o’ clouds, folded into a thousand gowns with candied drool dripping from its hungry mouth. On damp noons,Jack without his light,still smiling. I caught it in the pumpkin-colored pine needles spread ‘cross the streets, rubbing gainst the off-black […]
I. Nasrin Mohsen knew people were having fun outside her window, but she didn’t care. She didn’t need their fun—nope. She was having her own fun sitting on her bed. ’Sides, she had an idea: she’d been thinking for a while now that since she was a loser, she might want to actually develop skills […]
Too cold, too tired to fold 2 tires; too bold, too wired— took coal, ¡chew fire! Sorry I tossed it in the can; it looked so vulgar, so insipid with arbitrary rips. ‘Twas bent & crumpled, too. You’ll hardly miss it, ¿will you? You could e’en see right through it—not a color whatsoe’er. So throw […]
Sorry, fallen leaves— though you’re prettier than greens… blame civilization.
This article truly exists & yet I still disbelieve its existence. I almost posted this on September 11, ’cause it’s that much o’ a god damn disaster, but then I needed mo’ time to collect my thoughts so that this wasn’t a rambling mess (it probably still is, though). The writers o’ 1st Web Design […]
