Friday

Marshmallow

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If there's one thing in this life I've nailed, i'ts sleep.

Imagine the biggest bed with countless pillows and blankets. During the summer, sure, you'll catch me because the twin industrial fans are on. But during the winter it gets more complex. Wendy once thought I was in the Marshmallow until I came home from work.

Look for chilled waterbottles on the nightstand.

Monday

Kintsugi

LOBO -Predator Press

"What is wrong with my eye?" I ask. "Is it cancer?"

"I think you got soap in it" Wendy replies.

"We will have to postpone the heist," I conclude.

"Wait," she says. "You were serious about that?"

"Um yeah," I says. "And I can't carry that thing down the stairs by myself."

Friday

Speakaboo

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She has the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.

"I need you and all your employees to melt down your lucite pumps for some non-magetic Allen wrenches and a big-ass hammer."

"Excuse me?" she says.

"MRIs are like a million daollars" I says. "I doubt any of us have insurance."

She contemplastes this.

"Okay I will get busy."