I finally synced this blog with my band's webpage. (woohoo!) But it also means I should start updating this thing again.
So here's two pieces of micro fiction:
Mid-life Crisis
Gerald walked into the supermarket and picked out the greenest Granny Smith apple he could find. At the checkout stand, a pimply faced checker said, "You know, when apples have their bottoms all closed like this - You see? - they're WAY too ripe."
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Uncle Jayden
Everyone always talked about how energetic Uncle Jayden was, but when I met him all I could think about was how tired he looked.
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Until next time. Peace.
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