A Fondness for Quoting Nietzsche

By Melanie Browne One night out of sheer boredom I conjured Nietzsche’s spirit from the grave, he was a boring fellow, kept his head tucked into his neck he looked around sheepishly, and immediately started quoting himself but I yelled, STOP! and asked him a series of questions, such as, Have you ever seen the [...]

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Portrait of a bad sailor girl

By Melanie Browne I walk with the Merman, we sit together as the tide rolls in Lenin’s death was staged, he tells me while stroking his long white beard, The decaying parrot that sits on my shoulder only speaks in mantras I give a hard push and the merman falls back into the sea, He [...]

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Wading through a fish kill with Confucius

Melanie Browne Hey Confucius, I say, look at all these glassy eyeballs, like shiny glittering stepping stones as far as the eye can see, and Confucius says something like beauty is everywhere blah-blah- but not everyone sees, blah, and then he looks kind of depressed and I say what’s up C-man? why the long face, [...]

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Suggestions From The Allergist

By Melanie Browne as my nose had floated in the air and was no longer connected in any way to my face, a swollen gelatinous mass, a Gogol delusion, I decided to take the suggestions from the allergist, henceforth I buried the cat, his dander no longer a problem, my dermatologist is also quite impressed! [...]

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