The preceding flash fiction pieces, for national poetry month, will (almost) all be generated through using Rory's Story Cubes (given to me by Carla Blaschka for my 45th birthday), the Stranger (Savage Love), and Craigslist (personal ads, which immensely fascinate me).
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Saturday, March 30, 2013
I Saw You
I was the girl with the angry birds t-shirt. You were the girl tussling with crutches.
We were on a #4 bus to downtown Vancouver. I was too shy to talk to you.
I handed you a note. In it I said, “Something precious radiates from your eyes. I feel enthralled to sit in your presence. I am a different kind of person. And I sense that you are too. That we share a kinship in this strange alien world.”
I should have gotten over you by now. It was last summer that we looked into each other’s eyes. That when you locked your eyes into mine it connected us to an alternate reality where we could be one body housing two co-mingling souls.
Please, if you happen to chance across this ad, and you are not creeped out, write me back my dear sweet friend. And let us shine our alien lights into this world so that we can find our way home, together.
I am lonely without you.
Did you happen to see me?
Friday, March 29, 2013
WARNING THIS IS A FAKE STORY
CHAPTER 1 - THE STRANGERS
On January 1, 1780 on port USOA a person saw a thing floating in the sky. "Oh oh," he said. He was the person looking on 12 the person on 9 asked, "What happened?"
"There's something floating in the sky." he replied. "There's three things it could be: 1) it could drop bombs; 2) it could be people that want help; and 3) it could be people coming to our country," Mr. 12 speculated. Before he could say something else, Mr. 9 said, "I'm confused, let’s ask the police and Turbo 1 about it."
Then, when they were in the city they told Turbo 1 and Turbo 1 went to the police and they said, "Why don't we go to the secret treasure chest and see what it is." So they went there and saw it was coming to their country.
Then they told the whole country to make a circle and then told Wrong Direction (which is like One Direction) to sing the National Anthem but only the verse because they were geting closer then they sang the Republic Song after all that the strangers in the plane came out of the plane politely everyone said hi to the people. The president's name was Mr. Huge and the whole town said things of their country and all the strangers said was "nice, nice, nice, very nice, nice," and when they talked about the war he said, "not nice not nice very not nice."
---By Samuel Ortiz. Edited by Ivanna Ortiz
Thursday, March 14, 2013
verse-re (Nicole C. Scott) : You're What I Want: © http://original-writer.com/gettingpoetrypublished52nicole.html In my dream I went up to my employer and ques...
Now it would be nice if I had a button to cross species reblog like from word press or other places
Friday, March 8, 2013
Copyright © 2013 by Afzal Moolla
Friday, March 1, 2013
Someone always told me this with tears in her eyes
(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)