Thursday, October 30, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Cheap Gimmicks and (finally) More Content
Daisy and me, I’m pretty sure we were conceived at the exact same moment. It was probably Sunday afternoon, probably around 3pm, when my parents were sick of housework and hers were at some exotic hippie convention. It was exactly nine months before I was born, and eight months and twenty-seven days from her birth. It’s the only explanation I can muster for how two people could be so in sync sometimes.
Me and Daisy, we’ll walk around the market every Wednesday. She’ll pack us both a lunch (veggies, mostly, for her, tuna for me. She hates tuna, but keeps some on hand for me.) And we’ll stroll around pretending to buy shit. I know - and she knows I know - that she just likes having a boy to tote around town. And even though we’re not dating, and will never date, we both know her misplaced affection is beneficial for us both. I’d feel badly about it, but I know she gets as much from it as I do. And I’m not a complete ass, on occasion, I’ll do what she wants, pull out her chair for her overlarge ass to challenge, take off her coat, open the door for her . . .
I mean, it’s a fucked up situation. We don’t really have each other, but we don’t really have no one either. Straddling the crevice in between isn’t easy, but it’s better than being on either side. She claims she is better alone, I claim she’s wrong. When she says shit like that, I dunno, I can’t help but be a little offended - as though I don’t know her well enough to know better. Sometimes we get really drunk and lie down, and she tells me all the secrets she knows, but it’s not a big deal. She doesn’t always remember and I don’t have anyone to tell.
Daisy and me, I can’t tell for sure when we were conceived, but I think that is okay because we are both here.
The Semantic encourages you to submit for the upcoming creative issue. There is meager monetary compensation, but mostly, you get your name in print. Submissions can be sent to thesemantic@gmail.com, and while we do not really have any limitations, it is unlikely we will print anything longer than 2000 words. No prior experience nor talent is necessary (clearly).
Submissions are due before Wednesday, November 5th.
Me and Daisy, we’ll walk around the market every Wednesday. She’ll pack us both a lunch (veggies, mostly, for her, tuna for me. She hates tuna, but keeps some on hand for me.) And we’ll stroll around pretending to buy shit. I know - and she knows I know - that she just likes having a boy to tote around town. And even though we’re not dating, and will never date, we both know her misplaced affection is beneficial for us both. I’d feel badly about it, but I know she gets as much from it as I do. And I’m not a complete ass, on occasion, I’ll do what she wants, pull out her chair for her overlarge ass to challenge, take off her coat, open the door for her . . .
I mean, it’s a fucked up situation. We don’t really have each other, but we don’t really have no one either. Straddling the crevice in between isn’t easy, but it’s better than being on either side. She claims she is better alone, I claim she’s wrong. When she says shit like that, I dunno, I can’t help but be a little offended - as though I don’t know her well enough to know better. Sometimes we get really drunk and lie down, and she tells me all the secrets she knows, but it’s not a big deal. She doesn’t always remember and I don’t have anyone to tell.
Daisy and me, I can’t tell for sure when we were conceived, but I think that is okay because we are both here.
The Semantic encourages you to submit for the upcoming creative issue. There is meager monetary compensation, but mostly, you get your name in print. Submissions can be sent to thesemantic@gmail.com, and while we do not really have any limitations, it is unlikely we will print anything longer than 2000 words. No prior experience nor talent is necessary (clearly).
Submissions are due before Wednesday, November 5th.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
True Love Waits
Okay, I suck.
If you want to see the third issue, you'll probably have to wait till I have lots of spare time (like next summer) or go to the library and look at the archived sections.
New issue out Tuesday! Probably won't make it to the internet!
If you want to see the third issue, you'll probably have to wait till I have lots of spare time (like next summer) or go to the library and look at the archived sections.
New issue out Tuesday! Probably won't make it to the internet!
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