• jambobuleh commented on the post, keen 7 years, 3 months ago

    “What do you think?” she asked him, holding in both hands two similar looking pieces of fancy cardboard. “Eggshell or Off-White?”

    “Uh.” he replied. He couldn’t tell the difference between two fucking pieces of […]

  • jambobuleh commented on the post, pour 7 years, 3 months ago

    The rain has been pouring down since the week before. It ended summer on this note like a little teary farewell. I bid farewell to the sticky nights and the prickly heat. HAH. Tears of joy.

  • jambobuleh commented on the post, brief 7 years, 3 months ago

    “I don’t want to sound brief when discussing this,” she said, choosing her words, “but I think it’s time we sell the–”

    “NO!” Kel screamed. “There is nothing to discuss.”

  • jambobuleh commented on the post, switching 7 years, 3 months ago

    I’m switching to a better place
    where the grass is greener
    and the fences higher
    and your neighbor doesn’t
    mow his lawn all the time
    i’m switching to a better place
    where the sky is bluer
    and the clouds […]

  • jambobuleh commented on the post, nest 7 years, 3 months ago

    So maybe I’m not like the other eggs in the nest. My mother is pushing me to leave but it was warm and comfortable and just adequate. Like me. Like everything I wanted in life.

  • jambobuleh commented on the post, morality 7 years, 11 months ago

    What an interesting, transluscent, tangible word. Try saying it a few times. Study the letters. Listen to the syllables. Like any other word put apart it will lose its meaning. Suddenly, it’s nothing but a sonance of words against your tongue. How awkward.

  • jambobuleh commented on the post, pressed 7 years, 11 months ago

    It smelled of newly-pressed cloth. They say smell has memory and this is testament to it. This sweetness came from childhood. Don’t you ever think memories are messy things, but given time, they’ll align themselves neatly, in boxes one atop another; like linen shirts you never use because you’re scared to ruffle the rest.

  • jambobuleh commented on the post, couch 7 years, 12 months ago

    It was soft and clean and hand washed. Red. Velvety. The old owners took care of it. A stain of spaghetti. Stench of antiquity. There was a creak underneath its leg. My cat loves it. This is my exercise on adjectives

  • jambobuleh commented on the post, crouch 7 years, 12 months ago

    The tiger crouched underneath the bramble of bushes. She can tell her prey has not the slightest clue of her whereabouts. She can smell its fear as it held on to a metal stick that smelt of gunpowder and sweat.

  • jambobuleh commented on the post, celebrate 8 years ago

    It reminded me of a song that I’ve heard. Silly pop song beats with the capacity of nostalgia. I’ve wondered why the awful songs stick to you without you knowing–like lint maybe. Or relatives.