Chocolate Factory/Care A Lot
I was born in the 70s, among odd angled houses, and eyes looking out of windows. "Mellow Yellow", along with "How Much is that Doggy in the Window?", seems connected forever in my life. The first song I remember was a Doors' song, "Riders On The...
The Cereal Killer
A fox with a dagger stabbed and killed an old box of Raisin Bran, stole her purse, and ran away. The End
Spot Poem
As I walk the Westfield strip to "Set Adrift On Memory Bliss" this imagination does kiss all the wonder there is to reminisce all the perfect moments never occurred through the lopsided world of furs, where luminous beings husk and murmur...
Momma and Randall
Momma looked at her son and spoke, for the first time all day, stern, sad, and determined. "Randall, I am not going _anywhere_. This is _my_ home. I gave birth to you here, twenty-nine years ago, may God bless the memory of your Father Michael in...
Dogmorfmocion
"You tell me there's nothing wrong with my daughter except in her mind. You tell me an exorcism wouldn't do her any good!" Father Panda sat on the wooden stool, brows furrowed and large ears drooped. His attempts at conversing with Sam were not to...
Intrusive
Yes, there stood I, and there sat I, wrapped deep in fog and timothy, looking at THE BOY, now what do I see? Mountains of murder screaming to operate me. "What's wrong, Cujo?", a voice of recognition rings a small, blessed pound of mercy to...
Journal Entry, First Day
Today, around 12:20 p.m., I was assisting my stepfather and mother with some digging and re-shuffling of soil in the backyard of their beautiful home in Eastfield. It was good, honest work that any ready, healthy fur has more than capable means of...
Untitled
Unlocking all the magic of Bette Davis Eyes and what glam it takes to make a pro blush is no surprise to the up and coming starlit manchild tonight primping herself for a beautiful date with destiny as time now stands still and all the fur in the...