He wasn’t afraid to die. He wanted it. He yearned for it. His body had long ago rotted away. He didn’t remember what it had looked like. He remembered the pain of the worms feasting on it, the feel of the crow’s beak that pecked out his eyes.
Monthly Archives: April 2017
Political jokes meet Political Text Memes Lil’ Bit Drunk Non-political Friend: I’m drinking a dogfish indian Brown ale idk if I can stomach the news right now Sorta Buzzed Political Friend: 150,000 Chinese troops to North Korean border, Carl Vinson moving to the n Korean peninsula, Skirmishes in Syria with Russians…it sounds like a two from ww3…
Joseph’s hands lifted his wife’s shirt off of her and smiled. He couldn’t remember the last time they’d made love. He pulled her close for a kiss as their daughter walked in.