Hopeful Nihilist

“Here is my home, and here is the love of my life” said the hopeful nihilist gesturing to an empty room. “There isn’t a thing here.” Replied her guest. The hopeful nihilist looked about, confused. “What do you mean? I see a carpet, and look there is more paint than most humans see in their…

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I Should Tell You

I should tell you now, before I forget, about the color green. I should tell you about its radiation after a long day of rain, how you won’t believe how vibrant the color can be, how consuming it is to the human eye in the center of the Alaskan tundra. I should tell you about…

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Soliloquy to a Trash Can

When I turned 14 my parents suddenly stopped supplying me with everything I wanted. I thus was forced to obtain employment at a water park. Not only did I decide to work in a water park, the most trite of first job options, but I decided to work as a park service employee. This meant…

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