Today's Ten Word Tale: Desert Landscape
Desert Landscape by Belinda Roddie The end of the world will be hot and dry.
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Saturday's Storyteller: "I'm not your monkey."
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by Belinda Roddie I'm not your monkey. I'm not your puppet. I'm not your toy you can play with. There's no wind-up key on my back, no strings, no fur on my arms and no tail. I am not here to dance, or sing, or chirp like pretty machinery. So you can back off with the controlling nonsense. I saw you with a new girl the other day. My god, do I feel bad for her. I hope she understands how manipulative you are and runs. You text me every day, anyway, begging me to come back and do your bidding. Well, kiss my ass, evil ex-girlfriend; I ain't your Cinderella anymore. I found someone who lets me forge my own path. I've decided to go into blacksmithing. Yes - blacksmithing. Still a thing in the modern era. I'm gonna think of you every time my hammer slams down on the anvil. Clang, clang, motherfucker. That's your sorry excuse for a head. So don't bother asking for the "good ol' days." These aren't rose-tinted goggles - I can see all...
Tonight's Poet Corner: Introspection
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All right, another week done with. I settled back into teaching after a week long break, got some writing done, had lovely times with the wifey, and enjoyed drinks and board games (and a giant Jenda tower) with a couple of buddies/coworkers tonight. Let's see what we've got next on the docket. Ah, yes, the wifey is turning 29 on Monday. I will most definitely receive a RIF letter on Tuesday or Wednesday. Thus begins the fight to keep my job. Moving on to new units in all of my English classes. Journalism, rhetoric, and Macbeth, here I come. It's going to be March. What is time? Yeah, that's about it. To bed with me. Have a great night and a great weekend, everyone.