Six Foot Giraffe, by Kyle Smith
Smoke Gets in Your Eyes by The Platters.
When I got home with burning eyes and broken vision, wasn’t sure exactly why I got LASIK.
Woke up fourteen hours later and out of habbit put my glasses on… Blurry as a soaked newspaper! All I could do was smile. Think even the birds were jealous right then.
Lovers’ Waltz by A.A. Bondy.
Someone is regularly salting snails on the sidewalk, near my front door. Got my bottom dollar on the elementary school kids who learn directly across from my home.
Something I read.