josh blog

Ordinary language is all right.

One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.

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4 Jun '17 12:01:36 AM

A graying postal worker, sitting on a blanket in the grass before her apartment, her uniform unbuttoned, as one loosens one's tie at the end of a workday. She is writing.

3 Jun '17 11:58:19 PM

A dog, of uncertain intentions, but blundering garrulous doglike velocity, called back by its owner to the door from which it escaped to meet me.

3 Jun '17 11:56:22 PM

In advance of the throngs that will descend upon them on Sunday—the annual street fair—the funeral home on Grand has fenced its flowerbeds off with little more than a white cord, as if to say, meekly: look.

3 Jun '17 11:53:14 PM

Their talk lulls momentarily as they work, and then, one barista says to the other: 'I got chased by a raccoon the other night!'.

3 Jun '17 05:42:32 PM

'Looking out for one's own interests is no substitute for belief.'

3 Jun '17 03:24:54 AM

Although half gallons aren't really half gallons now.

3 Jun '17 03:20:23 AM

A man in a cap carrying one pineapple and a half gallon of ice cream.

1 Jun '17 03:58:28 AM

A pair of black pumps, abandoned atop a bridge's guardrail.

29 May '17 04:03:17 PM