I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Saturday, April 25, 2015
I PUT ON MY WIGHAT
I put on my wighat and my high heel sneakers and sallied forth into the evening. The air with crisp, with a hint of pine needles, and I felt like I could take over the world, or at least a small tropical island with a restless population and a crumbling dictatorship. I would wear a garland of bananas around my neck and rule with a firm but just hand. Perhaps I would be visited by an Arab prince on a diplomatic mission, and he would seduce me with his eyes and his moustache. And I would say, "I want you to know, Omar, that you are a wonderful lover, but this will not change my feelings on the trade pact."
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