Candy Confidential
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Quick reads, scenes, scenarios, riffs off the cuff, or perhaps even a rant if you’re lucky.
–What time is it?
—Who’s asking?
I ran my bicycle smack dab into the backend of a parked Buick once
Mari, Mari the stars have gone out!
Please send us a thread…
Went shootin’ carp in the park with Cupid. O, Musie, what fun!
The trick as Witch is to work Magic & not disappear, The trick as Host is to be at your own party
Dear A.I., How many times may a mind like mine be safely blown because I blow my mind every day and I’m thinking about going back to school…
Thank goodness for all the drive-throughs and truck stops and the serendipity of a squeaky clean and shiny taco truck rolling up alongside.
a clock over the mantle and a clock over the kitchen, the rest of the house oblivious to time but for the paint cracking outside,
In the beginning there was only Speed.
Maybe I’m preoccupied. Or just occupied. So many unnecessary fixes, pre- and/or suf-, maybe I’ve been occupied since before the beginning. Maybe my mind is just occupied. I live here, for one.