The Sleeping Seaby: JMMTodaythe Sea was tired and wornRemembering how quick her youth was spentHer waves dying as the years drifted byShe walks through this journey of lifeA life of endings and new beginningsFor she was made young again as new life gushed forth within herHealing old wounds, renewing her wavesNow she dances and dreams of an eternal slumberOf a day when she is finallyStill.
I love reading. Here are some good books, some good pics, and some not-yet-good works. I'm a work-in-progress.
Tuesday, February 23, 2021
JM Written: Personification Poem
Monday, February 22, 2021
Review: The Complete Calvin and Hobbes Collection
Book Rating: Phenomenal
Sunday, February 21, 2021
Hello, World! This is my "Hairy Truth".
This is me. Hi.
I joined the inaugural 2020 NYC Microfiction Contest and this was my humble submission. In the first round, I was assigned the "comedy" genre, required to use the phrase "looking through garbage", and include the word "artificial". Other than the 100-word limit, I was free to write what I wanted.
This was what I submitted.
The Hairy Truth
A short time ago, in a country far far away, there lived a man and a dog during disastrous times of homework, school, and the most dread thing of all: grammar. One day, John and Chewie went out for a walk. Suddenly, Chewie scented something, something artificial! He leaped forward looking through the garbage and finding a mirror. As he approached it, he forgot all about that artificial something because here was a naked truth: Chewie wasn't wearing pants! All this time, he thought he was the man but being named second in the story made him the dog! Oh! The humanity!
Hello, World! This is my "Hairy Truth".
This is me. Hi. I joined the inaugural 2020 NYC Microfiction Contest and this was my humble submission. In the first round, I was assigned...