Or she won't. She reserves the right to change her mind. Or not. As her conscience dictates in the crunch & the snap of the moment. The Four of us won't confound her unilaterally.

When dad got back from his walked he smelled in my butt that there was something wrong. "What is it Snowy? What is keeping you away from your bone", barked his father, Rin Tin Zinc

It happened again and this time I was ready. First, I didn't order the linguine. That would save me from that ugly bathroom confrontation and also give me time to defeat the 3rd ni

I was aghast. I was to0 late to take my husband's seed and he shot his shot all up in the downstairs maid's unprotected womb. I shuddered to think what she new privilege she would

I also never went fishing during a typhoon with Lou Rawls while surrounded by ninjas in the trees. I might have made that story up to get into a girl's diary. It was a sad diary.

But the baobab tree saw him coming a sprouted leg branches and ripped free of its roots and ran away from him. Of course, that took weeks and he had only been two seconds away. He

my back kept me from incarnating and extracting my pound of flesh from Nathan for what he had done to me and our babies. Even in this state I can hear their screaming for "Mommy".

on its own started to match what my fingers drummed on it. Through some unknown principle of transcription the guitar matched the drumbeat note by note. It worked and the relic was

The sales lady told me i should have brought a basket. I told her I could carry it. She came out with a 30 pound bag. I carried it home like a grease monkey hauling powder. Last ti

Our community was so small that everybody and I mean everybody, knew the names of the girls that worked at the strip club just outside of town. One day my kid came in and told me C

This is me, once again, with my statement that nothing that I write on here is autobiographical. I have never met Jesus at a White Tower in Toledo across from the depot and next to

Some stories lead us down narrow, winding, rabbit holes that go on way too long, after accounting for scale. How can they sustain a garden underground? The optics alone would be d

Those thirteen against my seven nation army. I would never be able to drink that much blood but i would love to die trying.

Thirteen. Twelve tribes and one redeemer.

but i refused to give myself ground. I was evenly matched, of course, but I knew I could find a way to fool myself again. If only I had known how really short the long long years w

You can't close a hole back up on yourself. The results wouldn't be pretty. Nobody needs to see themselves that closely. Pretend it smells "earthy", move along and enjoy the day.

Once I knocked her out, I would also knock myself into a time loop that could never close because she was missing from the time loop because she was the instigator of the event & o

For those who witnessed my folly at almost losing the gift of Prometheus for us all, you know how close it came to losing fire forever. I did that all without intention. Imagine if

I just found out my fire making abilities aren't up to snuff. I'm not going to freeze, or anything, but it does bring my current project to an end; for now. Rectification is in the

Suddenly, I was surrounded by the smell of paprika. It couldn't be, I thought to myself. That sounds like the beginning of a East Bloc fairy tale. "Yes, fairy god comrade mother, p