Who’s the paleface cracker clowns that run the world an’ keep a brother down? CHUMPS. Can you dig it?
From the outside there didn’t appear to be anything particularly interesting about the place. No signage to identify it. Just a blank storefront with blacked-out windows, and, if you got close enough, Abandon hope, all ye that enter here carved into the door.
I don’t listen for the sound of trains anymore.
My boyfriend laughs when I tell him that Minnie, my car, is my best friend.
The place looked neither deserted nor open. It was a cable-car-style restaurant with a long row of windows and a small boxy addition attached.
Comedian walks into a joke and says, “How come this isn’t funny?”
Raggedy Ann smiled at me today. It was unexpected and delightful. Sitting, as she was, on my living room shelf, grinning like an idiot without a care in the world. I was at once comforted and annoyed.
Susanne heard a knock at the screen door. It sounded like another hurricane, thwack thwack ruin your life thwack thwack. As if Pensacola needed any more hot air blowing through.