The stroller is about three times the size of the little boy pushing it. You get the feeling that he feels pretty badass about that.
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This guy traveled back in time to tell me that if I don’t start updating again he’ll kill me.
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Floating, central above it all and glowing with nuclear energy, a tiny white UFO obscures the top of Mother’s head. None is the wiser.
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Downtown, sunlit cart-pushing with the dog in tow and the cat in a cage.
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Pacifier—security management device? Ironic accessory?
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Frog parking only. All others will be toad.
No moo turns.
Hot railroad crossing buns.
NO PORKING
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Crosswalkism. The traverse. Point A to point B. Journey vs. destination.
It’s better to go together.
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There once was a single-horse carriage
Whose passenger seat held but airage
The sign at the rear
Was for equine and steerer
Who’d just had a cross-species marriage
Outside the train station depot up in Vancouver, WA. She’s got a ticket to ride, but she don’t care.
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He’s off. Wizards, you know. In flannel, he’s off. Seeing. He’s doing some seeing, is what, and he’s off.
He’s off to see the wizard.
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