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Emma looked at her dill pickles and thought about how ironic it was that she, a girl named Emma, had a dilemma about which dill to eat. Emma was very observant of the phonetic world for a six year old.

» Posted By pontificatori On 05.11.2016 @ 7:15 am


“Wow, a twizzler sounds delicious right now,” said not one ever,

» Posted By pontificatori On 04.06.2016 @ 7:51 am


I just really want a pizza. All jokes aside, I would fucking love a pizza. I’m prejudice when it comes to my pizza. White is the best. Seriously, white pizza is where it’s at. It’s orgasmic.

» Posted By pontificatori On 03.18.2016 @ 12:11 pm


Shouting muffled through the walls; tense, but indistinct. “Boom,” went the wall. “Boom.”

» Posted By pontificatori On 03.17.2016 @ 11:38 am


In greens and grays he saved the day. A shadowed pal followed always close behind. A twinkle in his eye and by his side as he said goodnight. “Goodnight. Goodnight, ” said Peter Pan.

» Posted By pontificatori On 03.15.2016 @ 11:36 am


Sometimes I see it in the distance. Not in focus. Small. Then bigger. Swirling colors, like static on a television. A tornado that overwhelms my vision. I know it, but I can no longer see it. My brain fills in the gaps.

» Posted By pontificatori On 03.14.2016 @ 8:48 am


I walked down the marbled steps. The wind swirled the leaves from tree to air to ground, again and again. I turned the corner on the end of the block. I heard the bells chime. A funeral. Goodbye to the soul. Goodbye to my belief.

» Posted By pontificatori On 03.10.2016 @ 1:00 pm

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