Dancing to Elvis
“This is from when he broke up with Priscilla. You can tell he put everything he had into it. I think it might be the best song he ever did,” Jim said.
A poem: Blank Is
Blankness. What is blank behind you?Stillness, rage, blank. On and on. Blank fear.Lid on, eyes open blind, blank.
Fuckin' Falafel
I'm about to email a file from my laptop at home to my computer at work when I hear Jim's voice booming from the kitchen: "I can't believe you already picked up that fuckin' falafel!"