The Sculptor by David Sparenberg The old sculptor looks at his watch. His watch has become his mirror. Every morning upon awakening and every night before sleep, he prays. It is always the same prayer, prayed in the same words to Time.
He's Pissing It All Away ! by Leah Sellers "Oo-wee! Jimbo, what are you sprayin' all over the crop of Soybeans, Boy-oh?" Jimbo's Father yelled as he approached the large turbine his son had just stopped in the middle of a large field of Soybean Stalks...
Smoking and pudding by Katerina Charisi I don't believe she asked me to go out for smoke. She forgot when she used to smoke those horrible vanilla cigarillos and my kids where still toddlers in that underground apartment and she made us suffer from asphyxia.
Tears collection by Theodore K. Nasos Very few people know that the honourable Sir John Q. Flatfoot is a collector. Very few also know that Sir John hates carrots and that after 16 years been his loyal trustee I hate carrots as well. Of course not all the time.
What if we didn't have to obey the rules by Katerina Charisi Rule: an accepted principle or instruction that states the way things are or should be done, and tells you what you are allowed or are not allowed to do.
Israel's Burning Cross by Leah Sellers "Burn that Cross, Boys! Burn it! Douse that can of gas-o-line all over it! And light 'er up!" "Can you Feel the Glory of God pulsing' through your veins, Boys?! Can ya'?!"