I clicked send, my entry was on its way. I waited nervously then the results were announced. I made the short list but didn't win the prize.
I taught myself astro-physics. I tried to teach myself quantums. Now I'm trapped in the dark matter of my mind and I'm lost in space.
The groom ran off with the pastor. Stranded and devastated, she destroyed the flowers and wedding cake then hung herself with her veil.
Adrenaline rushes through me as I e-mail my villainous resume. I anxiously await a reply until it finally arrives. Denied: Not evil enough.
© February 17, 2011