She reminds him of Copenhagen.
It’s not her long, brown hair that falls down perfectly like a waterfall. If anything, that makes him feel like home; northern Virginia. (Why, yes, he usually says DC area when asked.)
She grabbed his left hand and started to run.
The earth started to shake and rip open under their feet, fire came out from the center of earth, smoke and ashes fill the air.
You Better Dig Too
In the year 1998, in a small one Whataburger town known by the name Dairy, population 1057, lived a man named Connor. Connor was a mean old cuss, that lived a life full of mistakes and regret. The town drunk, local pariah, with a face that could make a donkey haw, Connor was given a bad hand, and he played…
“This world is far from smallAnd her heart is the center of it allAnd there’s a river that runs through hills, and it’s never still
Rather, I should ask, do you like to dance. And if so, what styles?
My text messaging protocol has become quite convoluted lately.
It is mildly astounding to me.
The Story of a Kiss
Four hundred and eleven seconds is the precise measurement of time of the hug that preceded their last kiss. A paradoxically long time to hug someone, to be sure. The boy remembered reading something from somewhere that stated, quite scientifically, the duration of time it takes for the brain to begin…
“My God, I hate country music.” He grumbled as he threw his truck in park.
“Long tanned legs, cold beers, weekends, pickup trucks. We get it, bro, you like to have fun.” He thought to himself, annoyed, but defeated; as he walked into the little dive bar as the latest Luke Combs banger blasted…
The Recursive Cursor
The morning thrummed in a wordless harmony that matched the quick beating of Joel’s heart. His forehead was dotted with beads of sweat that glistened in the bluish light of the early morning, yet despite his vigorous awakening the corner of his mouth tugged upwards towards his right ear.
“That’s all I have to do to become enlightened?” Vince asked.
“Yes sir, just three easy steps, and five simple payments you could be on your way to Nirvana right now!” the salesmen held the scanner up to him. “Just a swipe of…