Leaving Early, Part 2

There was a man in the doorway wearing antennae, large, faux TV antennae. “Are those antennae?” I asked, staring above the other party goer’s head. I mean, I’m drunk but I’m not that drunk. “What?” He turned to look behind him, his antennae swerving through the air. “Does Marli have a vintage TV?” “No, I…

I Promise Not to…

I sincerely promise not to constantly post rejected and hastily hocked together poetry on this website. Ever. I most sincerely promise, and I never, ever break my promises.   =)     I Promise Not To I won’t do those loverly things, I’m not a bird who sweetly sings. More like quite the cat who…