Surprise

Shreds of this week's ads
Scattered across my front lawn
Gift from the lawn guy

Haiku

Banging and barking

Screaming, honking, speeding by

Behold: my neighbours

Deep meaningful words

Emotional responses

Meatlovers Pizza

Bandaid on my thumb

Coming off for the first time

Please get me some soap

All brace for impact

What’s the status of the shields?

Well shit, we are fucked.

Family

400 words today. Here goes:

“It’s what brothers are for.”  My brother’s words echoed throughout the house as I stalked the hallways, looking for the two intruders.  The smells of early morning dew crept in through the open windows.  In my hand, I held a hot glue gun and some papers – my weapons of choice.  The house itself was large, with tall rooms and wooden floors. The halls coiled around the rooms like vipers.

Only 200 today..

Only about 200 words today.  :/ C'est la vie.

Yikes

Already messed up! Thanks, life! :|

The Fence, Ch. 2

Here's chapter two of The Fence.  My chapters are very short, I know. I'm considering squishing them all together. Though, as I remember the books I read when I was younger, I think to myself that perhaps they would be fine as they are.

Chapter two touches on the dreams that those simply known as "dreamers" seem to have.  Maybe everybody has dreams in this town? Maybe not.  I'm planning on beefing this chapter up later, so this is just a first draft.
Chapter after cut.

Two in one

A man, shaped like an egg, waddled to the podium before the crowd. He pulled a large white handkerchief out of his front pocket and began mopping up the beads of sweat that cascaded down his bald head. His wrinkled white shirt puffed out of his neatly pressed black suit jacket, the collar stained from sweat...