Oh pride...

"Come here my dear," he said to me, "Let me tell you the things you do not want to know."

His jack o' lantern grin gave me chills, the one tooth rocking in his gums like a swing-set on a hot summer day.

"You'll never be rich, fame will not be yours, and you'll find no love in in your life," came from his mouth, whistling through his teeth on the letters with f's.

I stood for a minute, pondering the truths behind this.

"How can you be so sure?" I finally asked.

He stood slowly, his age and gravity both attempting to keep him on the ground. "Because I'm God," he exclaimed.

I laughed as I walked away. Crazy stupid bum, what does he know?

Link to Kissing you...

June 2009: Accidental Collection

Accidental

I. Vagrancy

I didn’t belong here, in the Peaceful Valley, where the Honest Folk dwelt, and made their living off the earth and sky. It was no secret that I was born to none of them, they of the sandy rough hair and bright eyes. I of the dark and olive features never had a name. They just called me Quintas, as in the fifth known of my kind.

Continued . . . .

Survival

___________Once it started there was no stopping it. You can’t undo a flood. It covers the world and nature eventually adjusts to the new, thicker air. I waited for my own personal morals to stretch their boundaries and adjust to the events of last month, but I am not that kind of survivor.

Continued.....

July 2008: Ghostbusters 3

Ghostbusters III

_________“Good Evening, New York. This is channel one reporting live from the scene of one of the oddest homicides we’ve seen in a while. I am currently standing in High Bridge Park on the outskirts of the Bronx. Behind me, as you can see, is the historic High Bridge connecting to Manhattan where a man’s body was discovered. His body was seen from where I am standing by an early morning jogger. The body, as officials have confirmed, is bloated from time in the river below. The cause of death is said to be asphyxiation due to drowning. The part about this whole scenario that has officials puzzled is how the body appeared in the center of this bridge.”

Continued . . .

Ghostbusters 2.5

Warm kisses from the frost covered lips of New Yorkers on New Year’s Eve pecked Louis’s face as the pink wall of slime covering the museum cracked open and began to melt. A smile worthy of an Olympic gold cup medalist spread across the face of Louis Tully. “I did it! I helped you guys! I did it. I did it!” he exclaimed as the roar of the crowd got louder and the slime dissipated back into the sewers and netherworlds in which it came from.

peter is ready to believe you.