"Quanta...like spit in the dust of a baseball field" - Cody

May 11, 2004

Language of Origin #8

The discarded waterbed mattress became the neighborhood's
raft. We fought off lawn sharks and giant squids. No one
died, but we made sucking sounds as if each tentacle was a pillar of
vacuum attachments. The game was over when our raft sprung a leak
and so watered the lawn. There were rose bushes as well,
but we didn’t disturb their classic pretensions of red and thorns.
Posted by cbsisco at May 11, 2004 11:14 PM