My Cardboard Balcony

Some Christmas Carols by Belinda Roddie Some Christmas carols I freely despise, I will admit, and openly as well. For instance, Elvis's "Blue Christmas" fries my brain and deserves to be shipped to Hell. Meanwhile, "Baby, It's Cold Outside," is so controversial, but really, it just sucks, regardless of the discourse. And you know that "Wonderful Christmastime" blows. No fucks to be given for that opinion. Now, many carols I love - "O Come, O Come Emmanuel" is gorgeous, and just how can you forgot "The Christmas Song" and some good old Vince Guaraldi? Just know I'll scoff at bad holiday tunes and shut them off.

Festive by Belinda One day, I shall buy a Christmas-themed suit. Watch me.

A Hum by Belinda Roddie I heard a voice emerge from an automobile that did not belong to its driver.  The windows were tinted, so I could not gaze upon silhouettes. Yet the voice was loud enough to be heard from across the street. Like a murmuring siren emerging out of nowhere. Who could be speaking so loudly, yet so calmly, at this time of night? And how damn high were this dude's car speakers, if they were turned on at all? I hear a laugh. It's genuine, carefree. The night has gotten colder despite the voice's warmth.

Simple Task by Belinda Roddie Don't deadname. Deadnaming sucks. Don't be a jerk. Be cool.

Broken Key by Belinda Roddie there's nothing left to do but deadbolt your heart when the locksmith leaves you on read.

Ageless by Belinda Roddie According to my friends, my face hasn't changed since 1998.

Flawed Character by Belinda Roddie You may be an asshole, and you'd be intolerable to talk to in person, and I'd never take tea or mead or the blood of my enemies with you, but I still appreciate your presence in black on parchment, where your sneer radiates from the print, but it never becomes more than two-dimensional in its gleam or its venom.