by William Moore | Jan 21, 2016 | february, justletscards |
All I’m sayin’s that Pictionary has some serious life lessons. This cat or whatever? Llama? No tail. Not even ears. In June, I killed at this game. February? Forget it. Do me a favor. Bake myself a chocolate cream pie. Trudge through the fifty feet of snow to my place...
by William Moore | Jan 16, 2016 | birthday, justletscards |
There are two kinds of people in this world. The kind who see a parade of identical, sword-brandishing pirates on stilts and think, “Oof, twins freak me out,” and start running? And the kind who think, “Hey, it’s my birthday! Everybody knows!” The second ones are...
by William Moore | Jan 11, 2016 | justletscards, thinking of you |
Tiny Miss Peacock waited for a whale to take her to Europe. She’d never been, but was certain it existed. A seahorse would not do. When Tiny Miss Whale arrived, Miss Peacock alighted on her back. Miss Whale, possessed of a terrific fondness for ravioli, swam them to...
by William Moore | Oct 7, 2015 | William |
Morphine The river was perfect that day. Mattresses floated with disregard. Futons sank, deservedly so. To be a bed and a couch is already too much, and either way, not a boat. Mattresses, however. Who doesn’t want to float with disregard? (Clarification. There are no...
by William Moore | Oct 6, 2015 | William |
Directives You get no pretty pictures here. Ok? Alright? You’re going home. At least nod so I know you understand. Ok? Good. You got this tube inside you that runs up your arm, across your chest here, to your central artery. That’s your heart....
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