Record temperatures in our hood. The ice on your eye will be water again soon. I saw a baby bunny nibbling pork fried rice from a styrofoam bowl. The picnic’s at the park behind that school where they found that girl in the dumpster. Burned alive, they said. Luddite thug sending a message. Of course, you’re invited. Text your neighbor, the one with the Ice-Nine tattoo. But please don’t talk about Triple-A ball or slugs in your orchid bed. Mom and Pop tire more easily now. Robert says, Caring or not caring is no reason to not vote. Potlucks are false advertising unless the brownies come from Pam. When everything is free, poets will be bakers. There’s a thick ball of fuzz purring beneath the trundle bed. Cyrus drove his Prius into a DSL box early this morning. He had just drunk-dialed his ex and her daughter picked up. In Mexico, they found traces of cat in a popular brand of all-natural dry cat food. It was recalled for excess vitamin B. Now trending on Twitter: #EverythingIsFree. No news today. We’re still hungry.
Jesús Ángel García is the author of “badbadbad,” a transmedia novel (forthcoming in May 2011 on New Pulp Press). 3xbad stories, songs and a trailer for the first in a five-part series of interconnected short films based on themes of the book can be found here: http://badbadbad.net/.
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hahahahah! Poets will be bakers!!!!
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