My Name is....

You've met them, haven't you? Those people who mimic the way the person they're speaking to speaks. Do you ever wonder what they really sound like?

The quiet acorn 9/9

“For goodness sake stop it,” said a squeaky little voice, “I give in. I’ve already been changed back, so I know I’ve failed!”

Upstairs Cats

Upstair cats are better than Downstairs cats. Downstair cats are ginger and lean, Upstairs cats are sleek and clean. Upstairs can can always come downstairs.

Addy’s Story (IP) - PART II – The Singing

Second part of my IP entry

Addy’s Story (IP) - PART I – The Silence

This was written in a hurry and in a fake American accent by someone who's never been to America. I hope it's not too unconvincing.

Seven Chapters from a Sad Sack Loser's Life - Chapter One

Chapter One of "Seven Chapters from a Sad Sack Loser's Life."

Seven Chapters from a Sad Sack Loser's Life - Chapter Two

Chapter Two of "Seven Chapters from a Sad Sack Loser's Life."

a cola poem

it tastes so good like capitalist nirvana, swishing it around like a pretty one-night stand, but it comes in a box on-demand without the long wait under a Bodhii tree the trouble is:

On a train

I wish I could describe to you in your cramped house with the sheltered garden the spaciousness I see, the expanse I feel when riding in a train across the plain.

Happy

hell be be happy

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