Just like a tree that loses branches and dead leaves in the Autumn, I will rebuild anew.
I will rebuild new branches and leaves. I will rebuild and maintain only what bears me fruits.
– Mitta Xinindlu
When Barker Ajax reaches the end of his rope, he heads to the end of the road.
Imagine you are going through a car wash, one of those fancyass operations where they do everything but French-kiss your accessories and you are totally butt-naked.
Cleansing.
The study of Pelicans begins with Chinese takeout.
They all appear alike to the untrained eye.
Lebron-looking Bird with a brown Mohawk flies by and the old man remembered – he did, he really did – “King-Philip-Came-Over-From-Geneva-Switzerland.” His tenth-grade biology teacher was just out of college and she had the perfect torso to arrest a fourteen-year-old boy’s attention. Kingdom, Phylum, whatever, whatever, Genus, Species.
The pelican is both bold and stupid. Not to mention lightweight and flighty with a slack jaw.
You know the type.
Are
You?
Happy?
With
Yourself?
Have You
Considered
A Change
Of
Location?