I find myself missing the dark green pillow from my grandparents house. The circular one with the scalloped edges, that I would place at a perfect angle on the floor to sit on when I watched cartoons. It had to be just far enough so they wouldn’t scold me for hurting my eyes “you can’t … Continue reading Just Close Enough
He wore a green turtleneck as though he were the first one to think of it. The lights adorning the back of the makeshift stage glowed as he gyrated and smacked the mic into the floor, casually (making my friend worry about the sound guy's reaction), as though that one time he watched the Breakfast … Continue reading Could you describe the ruckus, sir?