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St. Fletchinson’s Day

Sensitive little children
skip through the playground,
unaware that today
is an historic occasion
known ‘round the world
as St. Fletchinson’s Day.

Whazzap

Hello all,

I have not been well lately, and it’s due to a variety of reasons. The main symptom is depression, which seems to be a controlling beast at times, telling me not to feed myself, not to get a new job, etc.

Anyway, I want to let you know how much your readership means to me–

I put out these pieces as my way of communicating with the world. I like how simple I’ve been able to make the website (or blahg, depending on your view), and it’s heartening to see that I can gain followers with pure content alone.

I don’t go in for gimmicks and marketing strategies, which may ultimately be my downfall. What I write is what that moment dictates, and not manufactured for retail. That’s generally why I don’t write posts like these very often, if at all.

Y’all are great though, so I wanted to say something to just let you know that I love writing for this website and I hope to write many more pieces in the future. This one is going to be shown as 499, at least the 499th of the pieces I’ve kept on the site after grooming it some time ago. With unpublished drafts, this will be my 720th post. Hooray! I think.

I always need to remember that I’m not alone, even though it may seem that way sometimes. Thank you for choosing to read my work, I hope it will continue to merit your attention. :D

-A

And Other Such Exploits

By the end of the journey,
we will have told
a million and one stories

about how old Grant Moon conquered
the people of the Moon
and other such exploits.

Oh, what a grand old time
it will have been.
Come to think of it,

we will want to have packed
some peanut butter sandwiches.
I will return having been embarrassed

because I forgot to pack them
even though I’d remembered
to make them.

Little Niece’s Sweater’s Shoulder

Whatever means you have
to get the pigeon
on the wing
of the Eiffel Tower’s
little niece’s sweater’s shoulder,
please act appropriately and immediately.

You have to understand the pressure
we’re under here. I can’t bring myself
to breathe any deeper
than the treasure cabin
below my backseat
(by the antique coin collection
I hide in the wheel well).

NaPoWriMo 2015 — XI: Trade Your Bargaining Chip

Trade your bargaining chip for a more delectable pinch of tapestry elegance,

and you shall not be disappointed by any stretch of the imagination.

Hevell

Hevell: the scooped remains of what was once a positive little mining town on the dicier side of the river. Just as most doomed societies of semi-modern times, they stuck around to the bitter end, brazenly thinking that people in the future would even care about what they did there. They didn’t have any bronze statues, not even marble for Christ’s sake. If you’re going to leave behind a legacy, you really need to exert some manpower to back up the talk. No statues, no encyclopedia entry. It really is that simple. The older civilizations were able to lug heavy rocks around and carve faces on them, which is also an acceptable way to earn an encyclopedia entry. The encyclopedic world has defined the initial makings of a proper entry in the history section of its volumes as such: Anything that can weather the elements for millennia and somehow still exude a bit of the overpowering feeling of triumph it was meant to impart upon initial completion as contemporary architecture and/or art of that particular epoch.

Courage in Spending

Give us that speed of transaction courtesy, will ya? We’re valuable customers, and we deserve instant purchases (not to mention fund transfers). Our stable contributions to the economy have earned us the right to complain and demand homage for our courage in spending.