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Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor Part V “Brazilian?” “Nope, man. Try again.” “Hey Moog, why haven’t you asked the big guy about becoming manager of this…
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Found Balloons: March
For someone whose life equates to traveling, it feels suffocating to hole up on one spot, knowing that globetrotting could mean harm for millions of…
The Two Teachers
The professor walked into the café, ordered a drink, and sat down at the window bar with a huff, oblivious to the lone man next…
Death in the Morning
A shallow story on thinking deeply He sat by the dew covered window. The fiery summer sun was rising up in glorious fashion, but he…
Found Balloons: February
(Leap Year Edition!) Hope everyone is enjoying the extra day. I’m spending it doing what I love the most, sleeping, drinking coffee, drinking liquor, reading,…
Sleepless Outside Seattle
Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor pt IV “Dang man, that’s wild. You think you’ll ever see Alice or your bike again?” Moog asked me. “I doubt…
The Clever Painter’s Dreams
“It’s exactly what you think it is,” she tells you with a quick smile, "You're just not thinking wide enough." You furrow your brows, concentrating…
Found Balloons: January
Let me be the last person to wish you a happy New Year! Not that I don’t like New Year’s (It’s my favorite holiday for…
100 Years in 1,000 Words
15 July, 1920 Hello. Is that how you start a diar- a journal? This is dumb. This is the worst birthday gift. I am seven years…
Spider Storm Soliloquy
Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor part III Reader, have you ever felt like you’ve lost all sense of control over your life? As though you were…
