I don’t have pockets. The things I carry I hold in my hands, my left hand, because my right has to open doors and things. Reminder: You should never carry more than you can carry, not that this is advice I live by. If I flipped my left palm over and uncurled my fingers (which I wouldn’t do for just anybody) you’d see Cliff Hanger! Read More
Underlying belief behind doing prompts: writers have to practice even harder than professional athletes, and for much less clout. If you want to join in, share your writing below. (Fuck the prompt is always a prompt).
But first can I ask who I’m talking to? No? But I’ve always wanted to love an alien! Alright. It’s yellow. Do you know what that is? People say the sun is yellow but I think they’re wrong. I think they are trying to reduce mystery, which is why I trust science less than wizardry. It’s bright, I’ll tell you that much. No ears but still it hears an Easter wind, the three part call of the morning dove, other bird traffic sounds. I’ll read more cause I’m an alien