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Cheap and Processed It’s hard to impress me with chicken, but I know they tried their best. Baked to perfection, just the right amount of seasoning but cheap and processed. A piece of flavorful plastic, sizzling on a large green… Continue Reading →
“It’s hard to impress me with chicken.” The critic slumped backwards, arms folded. “Try something a bit less… pedestrian. I’ll be back on Monday. You had better have something good for me then.” He stood up, leaving his food, and… Continue Reading →
“It’s hard to impress me with chicken.” It’s hard to impress me. With chickens? It may as well be the easiest thing in the world. When I first arrived in the valley, the very first thing I wanted to have… Continue Reading →
“It’s hard to impress me with chicken,” a grimacing judge muttered to his fellow judges on the panel. He tapped a pen on his clipboard, already bored with the performers, who hadn’t even walked onto the stage yet. Three measly… Continue Reading →
It’s hard to impress me with chicken. For many, chicken is a staple protein, a versatile ingredient that can be prepared in countless ways. My experiences with chicken have led me to believe that much of what is served, often… Continue Reading →
“It’s hard to impress me with chicken,” she said while looking down on the plate of chicken I made for her. “But, you managed to do it. This is some really really good chicken! The breading adds so much flavor… Continue Reading →
“It’s hard to impress me with chicken,” said the officer, squinting under his cap in the afternoon sun of upstate New York, 1943. Back then, money wasn’t worth much unless it came in the form of something useful, Eggs, Firewood,… Continue Reading →
Here’s something a little lighter for this month. It’s one of those snippets that when I heard it, I just chuckled and kept walking. I was headed up 8th Avenue at 21st street when I heard two young women walking… Continue Reading →
“There ain’t no sky today.” When I was a child, the sky was always blue. Even on cloudy days I knew that the sun was somewhere out there, behind the clouds and that sooner or later it would appear again…. Continue Reading →
There ain’t no sky today. The air is thick as the hazy overcast grows, carrying the scent of the shriveling world— but nobody stops to notice, no one cares. As factories release more toxic fumes, oceans choke on our man-made… Continue Reading →
There ain’t no sky today. Same as yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that. It’s been no lighter than a dark, dull grey for nearly 3 years now. We were somewhere between the old kingdom and Arcenegon…. Continue Reading →
There ain’t no sky today, Just another cloudy day. Shapes filling up the sky, Yearning for interpretation, from those who dare to look up. As the clouds turns to rain, Those around rush for their umbrellas. Filling the streets with… Continue Reading →
“There ain’t no sky today. I suppose that would be your fault.” The old man stared up into the infinite, flat gray sheet above him. Cold rock bent the wind into howling waves, ruffling his thinning hair and prickling his… Continue Reading →
“There ain’t no sky today, probably forever,” said the commander of the United Force. The sky distinctively darkened. The black inky object gradually penetrated through the blue sky, following the overwhelming noise puncturing eardrum. The once blue and clear color… Continue Reading →
There’s no sky today. So look for the stars beyond. Behold their beauty.
“There ain’t no sky today,” the tiny clown sniffled, gazing up at his ceiling. He’s locked himself in his room for days now, just moping. “There ain’t no sky, and there ain’t no point anymore…” His walls were lined with… Continue Reading →
There ain’t no sky today above dull grey heads that lie in solemn silence. Despite the frantic tap of bare winter twigs or the thin sunshine of dawn that veils the trees, the heads remain speechless. The dead do not… Continue Reading →
The Hunger From Above “There ain’t no sky today.” Jonah noticed as he woke up to the sound of the wind, but something was off. He looked at his alarm clock. It was 12:17 in the morning. He finally opened… Continue Reading →
“There ain’t no sky today.” “No?” “No.” “What about tomorrow?” “Tomorrow? I’m not sure we’ll be that fortunate.” The air was thick with despair, the ground damp with the long since shed tears of the natural world. The sky, once… Continue Reading →
The Sun Will Rise There ain’t no sky today, But I know- It’s not like this everyday. Days are not here to stay- They’re meant to pass that way. They’re merely moments of time- Time to try, To try to… Continue Reading →