I met you on a Saturday at the truck stop and put my hand up your dress. If you see this, you know who you are. 47. little dog. just saying. Might be better able to help sooner than later. you were with a girl in a burgundy top. i was wearing an adidas jacket, have a beard and mustache, very short brown hair, slightly dark skinned, and was with a short blonde friend. there was a blues band playing with the main singer playing harmonica. i went to get a drink and you and your friend went to sit in the back corner. then i didn't see you again until you walked out, and i missed my chance. I miss you but what I really miss is the way you made sure I came over and over before you did. Would you please consider just doing that one more time. I have a Fantasy and I feel like only you can fulfill it. You gave me my first chromecast. I'll never forget you. You bit my face. Respond with the middle name of my cat so I know its you.
A la Meuniere
I got a balloon for your birthday
full of stale air and raw brassicas.
The cleansing kind.
Because it was February.
Bodies gets tired.
Gray in the hands and feet.
A little note told me how to do things:
Puncture the latex with sharpened teeth.
Pour contents into a colander.
Run water over edges.
Chop. Dice. Julienne.
Dredge in flour.
Toss in pan from across the room.
Add butter, parsley, a squeeze of lemon.
Wrap punctured latex around vegetables.
Dip in cow’s milk.
Chew.
A thoughtful gift!
Useful too.
I would send a thank you clown.
Asparagus in its pockets.
Ready for steaming.
What's So Funny? - by Allison Halter
A compilation of YouTube appropriations by Allison Halter landed in my inbox today. In it a string of ladies laugh uncontrollably. Reinvigorating the power of a good female chuckle, it's infectious to watch and quickly curled my mouth into a grin.
Do yourself a favor and hit play.