Concerning the Limousine Sighting Outside my House

Night 1.

The limousines roll up to my door around 9 PM, after I’ve just woken up and wandered outside to check the mail. When I first spot them, I’m wearing the same sweaty suit from the night before, and, for a moment, I freeze in place, fearing the worst (personal extermination by some discreet government acronym I’ve never heard of). I remain frozen as the driver of the frontmost limousine steps out, wearing white gloves and smiling at me as perfectly as I’ve ever seen anyone smile. Suddenly, in my ears, some kind of auditory hallucination: ecstatic violin bowing, twinkling piano triads, and the low, crushing hum of covert surveillance. I’m being watched. Continue reading “Concerning the Limousine Sighting Outside my House”

Concerning the Limousine Sighting Outside my House

2i2pe2vAnd I stood upon the sand of the sea. And I saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy… And there was given unto him a mouth, speaking great things and blasphemies, and power was given unto him to continue forty and two months.
And it was given unto him to make war with the saints and to overcome them; and power was given him over all kindreds, and tongues, and nations.

If any man have an ear, let him hear:
He that leadeth into captivity shall go into captivity. He that killeth with the sword must be killed with the sword. Here is the patience and the faith of the saints.

-Revelations

Apparent Ease: A Love Story In Four Acts

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There’s a girl on a beach or what looks like a beach. She’s grateful for her amazing family who has thrown gobs of money at her and generally supported her by bankrolling this European fantasy trip. She is wearing a bikini and she looks very, very good, even though her head is to the side and her mouth is open as if to say “someone just took this, I am not posing, I swear, this is just how my life is, all looking great in bikinis in Europe.” She’s quirky, and you can tell that she’s quirky because now the beach is an underexposed leather couch and she’s holding a piece of pizza up to her mouth and her tongue is kind of out and her eyes look huge and bluer than usual and a wall of disembodied text floats under her sharpened jawline- “Watching the breakfast club [sic] because boys don’t like me. At least I have my cat.” She is an outcast just like us, this girl with a cat who’s legal name is Neveah, and we can tell because she obviously connects with a movie that we also connect with. We eat pizza. She also eats pizza!

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Apparent Ease: A Love Story In Four Acts