“Il y a sur la boule terrestre une foule innombrable, innomée, dont le sommeil n’endormirait pas suffisament les souffrances. Le vin compose pour eux des chants et des poèmes.”[1] -Charles Baudelaire, Paradis Artificiels About a month or two ago, when winter began really to show itself in the Midwest, my circle of friends and I... Continue Reading →
A small, mouthy bird landed in the parking lot of a 24-hour diner in the suburbs. It was about 10:30 PM. He was supposed to meet his friend, a dog, at 10:45. He looked at his phone and saw a series of missed text messages from the dog that read: >omg >Wait. >I have to... Continue Reading →
By Joe A small, mouthy bird is standing by his car in a parking lot. It’s almost 11:00 PM. The parking lot lights are still on but will go out soon as they are on a timer. Finally, a rambunctious dog walks out of the door of the massive hardware store that sells everything from... Continue Reading →
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