A sincere heart cry of the poor.

A short satire about a snobby, rich man’s journey to McDonald’s.

This is a very tasty cheese soup that I ate at a restaurant in Burbank. The name of the restaurant is 94th Aero Squadron. It is near Los angeles.

Humorous poem about a person who has eaten too much food.

Max adopts a kitten.

But can you survive without oxygen without minute.

Found language piece. Language taken from Ackerman, Diane. A Natural History of the Senses. New York: Vintage, 1991. Print.

They don’t know they’re gone die… cows I mean, indeed all animals, hell neither do I and yet I know the fear of death. Fresh Fear; it seems like everyday I find something new to be afraid of and one day I will be devoured, and when the time comes I’ll be…

This is the first page of my notebook. I will post each page as a separate article as to make it more like a notebook instead of just a short story.

A limerick about a fat man.