Pilgrim’s Plight: A Slaughterhouse Story
My name is Yon Yonson, I work in Wisconsin, I work at a lumbermill there. The people I meet when I walk down the street, They say, ‘What’s your name?’, And I say, My name is Yon Yonson, I work in Wisconsin… That was the song that was playing in the veterans’ hospital in Placid, … Continue reading Pilgrim’s Plight: A Slaughterhouse Story
A Much Needed Shower
My naked skin is burning in the merciless sun, My bare feet cut and pierced by every thorn and rock, My face is soaked with dirty sweat and burning tears, My exposed body too fatigued to run I hear stiff breezes whisper in my ear And see grey clouds that gather in the distance. I … Continue reading A Much Needed Shower
Sorry For the Hiatus
I know I said I was back, but things still got a little wonky. I'll start uploading again soon, though. However, I think that I'll be changing to a twice-a-week upload schedule for the foreseeable future. Until then, here's a joke. Why did Bela Lugosi win the trial? Because he had a bloodsucking lawyer (haha, … Continue reading Sorry For the Hiatus
The Epiphany
He saw something beyond the world as he knew it. It shone like a beacon to the heavens, burned brighter than the light of a million suns, and seemed larger than the entire universe put together. He saw it stretch into forever, he saw its light flow from a source as distant from him as … Continue reading The Epiphany
A Trip to Faerie
There once was a girl who saw the Fey. It was a normal night in the countryside when she woke and couldn't sleep again. She didn't know where to go or what to do, but the fireflies she spied outside looked so inviting that she felt the need to see them more closely. So, she … Continue reading A Trip to Faerie
The Mourning Mountain
I found myself standing atop the Mourning Mountain one day, so named because it was in mourning. I didn't quite find my way there, so much as the way found me. I walked along the path, and my sight, my soul, my self, were lost and left behind as I walked on. The path swallowed … Continue reading The Mourning Mountain
The Comrade
The man lay dying in the field, blood pooling all around his body and the sounds of chaos and battle raged around him. As he looked up at the sky, a comrade came to him. The comrade said nothing, but it pointed at the wounds on the man's chest. Immediately, a wave of warmth washed … Continue reading The Comrade
Midnight View
The soldiers sat atop the mountain, staring out at the horizon. This mountain was chosen primarily as a vantage point, though many soldiers wished that it didn't serve its purpose this well. That clear night, the horizon was bathed in bright, orange light, and covered in grey clouds. Communications from those distant cities had stopped … Continue reading Midnight View
Six-Letter Lightning Round II
Dave was fast. It was faster. [Shout-out to my cousin for this one]Before the fox, I was lonely.A deteriorating brain can't drive safely.He was mad, he was right.The arsenic wasn't in the recipeHe came home... in a box"Hey, watch this!" he told Ma.It blasted off, and tipped overI looked up, I can't tellMy brother and … Continue reading Six-Letter Lightning Round II