Cole MorrisonNazi History from an English Spectator (Part 1)This is about Nazis, but I don’t know how to write or speak German. Everything is in English, so I encourage the reader to learn German and…Jun 17, 2017Jun 17, 2017
Cole MorrisonHackHis name was Hack and you would know it by looking at him. His forearms were thicker than tree trunks and his eyes rang with malice…Jun 9, 2017Jun 9, 2017
Cole MorrisonJermaineJermaine acted rather plain. Often confused, he couldn’t ascertain a cane from a grain. Doctors maintained that Jermaine was insane. He…Jun 5, 2017Jun 5, 2017
Cole MorrisonThe WorstI want to block out all of the irredeemable scum that is so often around me. I could place their attitudes and values in a blender, knowing…Jun 4, 2017Jun 4, 2017
Cole MorrisonUnI am uninspired. I want to indulge without offering, like a church that only takes communion. I start a fundraiser for myself and ask a…Jun 3, 2017Jun 3, 2017
Cole MorrisonJumping into the ocean without a lifejacketThe water is comforting in its warm encouragementJun 2, 2017Jun 2, 2017
Cole MorrisonHurtI feel abandoned and hurt, like that song about the person who was abandoned and felt hurt afterwords.Jun 2, 2017Jun 2, 2017
Cole MorrisonBloody KnuckleI donate blood from the middle knuckle on my hand to the brick wall that stands beside me. It reacts much less than I anticipated, I would…Jun 2, 2017Jun 2, 2017
Cole MorrisonJimmyThe Cavill Diner welcomed us with an apathetic recognition. A woman met us at a window and rolled open her mouth.May 31, 2017May 31, 2017
