Flash Fiction & Poetry
Dec 15th
Dropjaw slid onto stage — his brakes locked up on ice. The glare off his shades blinded the front row. He was about to bring the house down.
It would come to be known as How Dropjaw Stole Christmas. His rendition of Jingle Bell Rock had the ladies fainting. His fingers More >
Clearance Runzelspoon: rinse. repeat. i like this.Clearance Runzelspoon: deep. this belongs in the bensonian museum.Clearance Runzelspoon: i really enjoyed this and the in and out dream quality of it. nice work.
Max Mauney: I dig.
Kent Lucas: strong...Clearance Runzelspoon: very cool. glad to see you back! missed your poetry!Clearance Runzelspoon: damn, man. the blues. solid. powerful.Clearance Runzelspoon: kent ucky -- that's just how big bill used to say it. mainly, he used to spit it.
nice post. it...