Those Bears (pt. 8)
Jarod Roselló
[Previously on... Part 7 | Part 6 | Part 5 | Part 4 | Part 3 | Part 2 | Part 1]
I've seen my friend Taylor sleeping
mouth open sometimes, one time with a boner
Whenever I've awoken him, he has
acknowledged my presence immediately
and put his hand in the
When Sophie arrived home from the Strange Charm concert, she realized she was now in possession of an uncomfortable secret. The next day at work it replayed in her mind at least a hundred times.
To love is to understand
the tsunami--
that it's just a thing the sea does
when it's been too long
missing the
[Previously on... Part 7 | Part 6 | Part 5 | Part 4 | Part 3 | Part 2 | Part 1]
but that's all about to change. My murder ballads, well, they prefer to terrify. I want to talk more about titular heroes. About what it means to kiss a goose. I mean, kill a goose. I want to do
There’s hardly anywhere like Norton’s anymore, and no one like Norton. He sold phrases for special occasions out of a shop in Queens.
Chesterfield knocked with two eczematous knuckles—only a courtesy warning to let her know he was coming on in. This time he walked into a locked door.
A werewolf?
You know, I feel like it's a good possibility, officer, I really do.
Sarah squeezed into a bathroom stall with Ralph. Outside her boyfriend sat at the bar, nursing yet another domestic beer.
Hector was lucky and he knew it. And everyone else knew it too.
[Previously on... Part 4 :: Part 3 :: Part 2 :: Part 1]
Here's what happened. Lt' Pup' Got mental bombed by a cat. Boom. He had to fight for his life in his mind. Boom. And he won the battle.
everyone leaves the party
and I'm still at the party
I sleep on the floor some time later, leaving
a half-drunk Miller Lite within reach
there are mattresses
He wasn’t expecting how strong they’d be with their pale soft hands and their petticoats and their bowties and their cummerbunds. But when they stormed the ship, they threw aside lacy parasols and let fall monoculars.
The first time i took an Adderall I fell in love and was in love
for four years.
No one has all the answers. What could the man returning a fleece bodysuit say to the woman behind him getting ready to buy exactly the same item?
[Previously on... Part 6 | Part 5 | Part 4 | Part 3 | Part 2 | Part 1]
Sometimes the two memories grow conflated in her thoughts, especially in her dreams.
The past kept living inside me like a cheap Timex. “Where are you going?” the store clerk said. But I heard my father in my head, practically dragging me from bed to bon voyage me out of Newark when this terminal was merely stairs, no moving sidewalks...
1.
Walter Benjamin begins his essay “Unpacking My Library” like this:
“I am unpacking my library. Yes, I am.”
I can relate. This last summer, I moved all of my possessions from an
She almost said yes until she saw the stain.
bambi on Nov 6, 2015
He is the new dopehead in town..........WORTHLESS!!!!!!! !!!