Near Miss

They called it a near miss, but I called it strategic planning. “What are you doing, G?” “Admiring my recent work, dear sister.” The dark slits of her eyes narrowed as her chest heaved in disbelief. “Seriously? Why would you admire this work? It’s uninteresting and has no meaning.” “No meaning? Of course it has meaning,” he said as he smoothed insulted gray hair. “I don’t get it.” “I’m strategic in the placement. It’s exactly where it’s supposed to be,Read more

SoCS: Three-Letter Chain

Cat. Cat may catch the rat Rat must hate fox Fox has black sox Sox is a baseball mob Mob is not coy Coy is not Gibbs cat Cat is fun Fun like bubble gum Gum sticks to all All in! is the gambler’s cry Cry me a river bed Bed is where I lay Lay is Frito bag Bag holds the nom Nom is like a scrambled egg Egg comes from the hen Hen house is target of foxRead more

Yep, I did.

I went for a walk in the mall today For I shall not scream disgust when I weigh I walked through food court and down the first wing Past closed stores of clothing and bright, shiny things I had a partner in tow Natasha, friend not foe Her daughter came too (I wanted to rhyme this with loo) Behold the muse is ahead The T-shirt that has been in my head Every time we walk in the mall I seeRead more