(Okay. I moved this from September 1st to the 15th because I forgot about all of the October post stuff I had set up. Sorry about any confusion.) 863 more words
I swear this is coherent.
So think about it, right? We lived in packs, but we had no claws. No talons. No fearsome teeth. All we could really do was strike down animals with rocks that acted as just “fists but way harder”… or could we? 417 more words
Part 1: Man vs Nature
After the president was eaten alive by bears on national television the country fell into various states of dilapidation.
In a rare moment of unity, both fans and critics agreed it was a riveting and appropriate end to what ultimately culminated in both a condescending and overextended stay. 667 more words
Ira finds an anthill, and instead of burning it, he watches the slow, tedious work of carrying a crumb into the earth. In this way, he learns the true meaning of weight loss. 1,550 more words
injected wet wear
makes me robotic
feel the mechanical
if I grab you tightly
I can feel you
even though I don’t have you… 86 more words