Immediately upon my ascension to the top
of the long long staircase a woman encounters me and asks for directions. Who
does she think I am? Superman? My diaphragm does not support both climbing and
talking on the same calendar day; much like the most talented singers and
dancers cannot, as far as I know, do both simultaneously; singing and dancing, that is. There are certainly
videos out there which suggest otherwise but I can’t help but assume there is
some lip syncing going on.
Flash Fiction: Don’t Forget the Veg…
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As Joel looked through the kitchen cupboard this evening, what he saw could
best be described as “organized chaos”. Oh wait, no, it wasn’t even
organized. ...
3 hours ago
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