The President (2)

The president is in his office, admiring the trees outside and his giant nostrils. He stands by the window, and takes in the fresh air gingerly through the nostrils. “It’s going to be a beautiful day,” he whispers to himself like a composed madman. His fingers feel his chin tenderly like a bank robber tenderlyContinue reading “The President (2)”

Language Class With Me

Language class is in session. Right now, let’s talk about similes.   Aren’t they beautiful, like germs on a model’s shiny lips? I mean, it is possible for a hideous thing to acquire a desirable quality. Michael Jackson’s Thriller music video scares even the bravest sexually transmitted disease symptoms out of me. However, MJ’s presenceContinue reading “Language Class With Me”

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