Goofy-Spoofy
by Preston Brady III
His thoughts coalesced into a frankincense aroma. He realized he was funky, different from most.. I look at this big old world. He thought where exactly do I fit in. Mama used to say I have a bell bottom booty.. A bellbottom booty and a Paisley face. That was because of my pimples.. She also said I had elephant ears, but mama wasn’t always right. In fact, the last girlfriend I had said, I was cute in a goofy way. goofy-spoofy I’ll take what I can get. Today I have a simple goal: I wanna see a woman, I wanna smell a woman, a pretty woman who’s wearing patchouli. If I succeed by the end of the day, I’ll reward myself with a good juicy pepperoni pizza.
The pepperoni was crispy - almost burnt as I like it. The toasted garlic sizzled atop the little good-greasy discs. The last bite tasted like patchouli.
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