Waterfall Like Punctuation

Toenail tips at the edge of the cliff, downward spiral to welcome death as destiny and evolution compete for action. He waves to spectators organized around the plunge pool. Waterfall spits droplets and decorates his khakis with bland polka-dots, the moisture of which saturates his leg hairs like a cold shower and prompts Goose-Pimples toContinue reading “Waterfall Like Punctuation”

Metaphysics of Learning to Tie Your Shoe

Time describes an action’s value and success is measured against the time it takes to complete a task, consider a child learning to tie their shoes, point of triumph defined as bunny ears settle to hear the crescendo of finished knots, but in defiance of quick completion star light traversed decades to brighten optic nervesContinue reading “Metaphysics of Learning to Tie Your Shoe”

If the Poets Fail to Wake Up…Has the New Day Even Begun?

“You must become an ignorant man again And see the sun again with an ignorant eye And see it clearly in the idea of it.” -Wallace Stevens Fingers more attuned to nubs than actual lanky digits, hands asleep and tingling forever to indicate the pleasurable slumber designed for potential prey trapped inside spiderwebs, held toContinue reading “If the Poets Fail to Wake Up…Has the New Day Even Begun?”

To Blow Up Morality in the Name of Progress

Grasshopper mice stand in opposition to standard morality in order to survive the desert plains the species considers home, in effect: males consume their brethren’s brain and howl at the moon in celebration of declared territory.  Because of this, Oppenheimer chose New Mexico to detonate the first atomic bomb, insisting the grasshopper mice would liveContinue reading “To Blow Up Morality in the Name of Progress”

Dust Cycles and the Imprisoned Jester

Levels of confinement, housed inside pine wood frames painted twice over exposing expressions censored from group think, to complicate the norms elicited to down and out investments, sold like white bread to homeowners covering their mouths before a yawn, when told about doorbells outfitted with cameras functioning as paparazzi, but instead of capturing celebrities eatingContinue reading “Dust Cycles and the Imprisoned Jester”

The Anarchist’s Guide to Sitcoms

Anarchists acknowledge youngins holding the door open for elderly citizens as a showcase of goodness symptomatic of human nature. But sitcoms never die, sitcoms live forever through syndication, rotating snapshots to exemplify human character, parodies to wit: neighbor touts blubber and splashes fat inside the purview owned by the main example displaying Alpha Male essence.Continue reading “The Anarchist’s Guide to Sitcoms”

how to grade an art project

The imagination is to the effect as the shadow to the opaque body which causes the shadow.-Leonardo da Vinci Blessed tears of miraculous art functioned like acid to lessen the appearance of Mona Lisa’s eyebrows, trained irises designated the difference in brush strokes, measured against Goya’s heavy hand printing the extinction of Saturn’s kin to Gertrude Stein trainingContinue reading “how to grade an art project”

He Said What About Primary Colors?

Colors are defined by placement, confirmed in relevance to reactions presented from the subject. Joel set-out to strip a color’s interpretation, in regards to the circumstances of an interaction and define them by name alone. Inside solitary confinement, colors revealed their personality traits through conversation. Red was the first to engage him, his eyes wereContinue reading “He Said What About Primary Colors?”

In Opposition of the Bathroom Faucet

A fly landed on Howard’s bathroom sink, he noticed the insect, placed his fingers under the leaking spout and sprinkled droplets of water over the docile fly. It didn’t flinch and accepted the shower as useless happenstance, like a death-row inmate closing their eyes without a tear before lethal injection…  If a person catches aContinue reading “In Opposition of the Bathroom Faucet”

Deconstructing Cottagecore

Cottagecore: Declaration embraced like group-think, suggests nature is an escape, loose clarifications from city folk, insisting that planting tomatoes on rooftops to secure sunlight, void in their windowless chateaus, expresses nature’s follies and exposes green thumb etiquette is ripe with nourishing calluses. But nature is no more an escape than time travel is as aContinue reading “Deconstructing Cottagecore”