The ZipperThe Zipper I remember a storybook from my childhood. I can’t remember the name of it or who wrote it, but I remember the stories perfectly. They were horror stories. Well, as close to horror stories as one would expect of a children’s book.The Zipper
One that stands out for me in particular was the story of a boy and a girl. The boy was interested in the girl as a child and so they were friends. She always wore a ribbon around her neck and that’s what interested him because she never told him why. As the years past they grew and that interest turned to love and soon a relationship. Despite this, however, she stil
The TruthThe Truth “Hey Billy Boy! Good to see ya,” exclaimed a drunkard I had often seen at the bar but never really talked to as he patted my back. He was a robust old man by the name of Joe Smythe, or so I’m told. He didn’t bother to introduce himself since, in his drunken haze, he mistook me for this “Billy” person. Joe had always seemed a friendly but disoriented fellow, so this greeting didn’t come as much of a surprise to me. As I tried to correct him, Joe drew me in for a hardy one-armed hug around the shoulders. “So,” he began before taking a sip of his brew and continuing inchesThe Truth
WhyWhy CRASH-the traffic ahead of us comes to a screeching halt. I find myself more interested in the condition of those who crashed then my own. After a moment no pain sets in so I don’t have whiplash or anything like that. The cars ahead begin to move, at pace slower than a snail’s, as we drive toward the accident. I can see the crash now and know why the precession is so slow. There were two cars, well vehicles I should say, involved. One was completely totaled and the other looked more or less fine. It made sense to me; it was a truck that was obviously bigger than the car and looked old -like maybe it had bWhy
The Dead ManThe Dead ManThe Dead Man
I stare into the dead man’s eyes Cold and lifeless they stare back They look so empty one could cry But he would not wish it so,
He was a man of laughter and joy, But gone be he, and so are we deprived Never again to hear his loving words
Nor watch his goof in action,
In his absence is left a void A void we wish to fill Fill it we shall not, no matter how we try But it is best we not succeed, For a crime it would certainly be.
Apocalypse
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~Deuteronomy 28:2
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