“You send me ova there and ah’ll take care of him for ya,” Lindsey drawled. The Oval Office was warm, uncomfortably close, and the man’s lilac scent was a cloying miasma. Donald nodded, resting his head on his hands, squinting at the Senator. He had no idea of what...
Dreamin’
“WAR!’ the hat yelled. “We gonna bomb those fuckers good!” “Do you have to be so bloodthirsty?" the hair asked. “Oh, here he goes. Mr. Peace. Mr. Don’t-Want-No-Trouble-Mister.” “Yeah, yeah.” “Bok-bok-bok,” the hat chickened. “I just don’t think we have any business in...
Back to the butter.
“What are they chanting?”
“Rise.”
A question unposed
Ficus
Alcohol, dirty malls, Pensacola, Florida bars
It’s an important day.
Do you have to think about it?
[giggle]
Like the grooves on a record
cref diagram #78
fancy new terms
A one-way trip.
Editor’s Note: The sound of children screaming has been removed.
¡Caliente!
Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there?
Good times make men hard.
Donald Fudgebody had him by the throat!
Ezra Miller died right before their eyes.
What the world needs now is another folk singer, like I need a hole in my head.
“You let him ride a bicycle?” Tony asked, incredulous, his voice booming from the speakers of his isolation pod. “He wanted to,” Dr. Jill Biden said petulantly. She fingered the stethoscope around her neck nervously. “Nothing can happen to him before midterms,”...
How does it feel to know you’ve just won again?
Blame