weird
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Pinky’s Burger House (Part 2)
Part 1 Part 1.5 Pinky’s Burger House had this quaint-coffeeshop-ensconced-in-the-mountains ambiance. While I flipped burgers and served fries, I wondered if I’d made the right choice trusting Mr Pink (the owner). What was I going to get, working 9-4, wearing a greasy apron, a fading pink jacket with a picture of a walrus on the… Continue reading
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Pinky’s Burger House (Part 1)
This is part 1 of a many part series about my experiences at a job I worked in recently. Whether this series is fact or pure fiction is up to the reader to decide. I woke up that crisp, winter morning hungover and went outside to get myself a cup of tea and a cigarette.… Continue reading
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The weird voyeur
My window allows me to watch her while she’s bathing. It’s invigorating, electrifying and a cocaine-rush of other emotions. I’m entering someone else’s private domain, and they do not know that I’m there, skulking around like a little, cyborg cockroach with a camera that sends images to a computer screen, … Continue reading
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Jingle
Hey man, I took some pills yesterday, the wild, blue devil stuff Macy sells, and my creative juices started flowing. My mind buzzed with inspiration, and I wrote something after almost a year. So, I wrote this jingle, and since you’re in the advertising business, I wondered if you could pitch it to McDonald’s. It goes… Continue reading
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Jazz
One chord is fine. Two chords are pushing it. Three chords and you’re into jazz. – Lou Reed “No moral to this story, you will be saying, and I am afraid it is true.” – Joan Aiken Sometimes I wonder if I live in an apartment or an oubliette. I mean, there’s a cushy couch,… Continue reading
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After the rapture
When all the world was ice and fire,and what they prophesied in spitehappened, leaving us in a paludal mire,sinking and losing the will to fight, I looked for you though holy mist had taken youto empyrean realms where prophets glowedlike Moses and Elijah, transfigured and made new.Your faith had taken you to a celestial abode.… Continue reading
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On reasoning
That day, I found myself on purple grass under a green sky. Two moons and half a sun burned. I was sweating, but when I wiped my forehead, I realised I was sweating blood. I panicked and thought I was approaching death. However, I wasn’t weak, so I ran. I ran past trees with whalebone… Continue reading
About Me
Ordinary Person is a guy who likes to write. He writes fiction, essays, poems and other stuff.
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