Haiku – Sleeping In
The morning sunlight
blissfully tangles itself
In your sleeping hair
nearly transparent
your fingertips lit through
warm orange blown glass
Inktober – Painting Tonsils
Tonsil painting was a really remedy at one time. If you got a sore throat your parents painted your tonsils with Merthiolate, a disinfectant which has fallen out of favor due to containing toxic mercury. Oh, where have the good old days gone?
This picture is horrible, but for some reason I hate it less than the last one. I think it really captures the feeling of being sick and having to resort to painting your tonsils with heavy metals.
Inktober – Painted Toenails
She’s just painted her toenails and she likes the way they look.
Autocorrect said, “Painting Tonsils.” I hate letting autocorrect down. Maybe the next one should be that.
I haven’t drawn with real ink in so long, I forgot how tricky it is. I accidentally blooped a big drop on her hair! Fortunately I have many tricks up my sleeve now, and was able to hide it.
I don’t like this drawing very much. I think that’s why I keep blathering about it.
Wait, what month is it? What year?
HOLY FRACK IT’S INKTOBER and I’ve missed seven days already! How could I have been so negligent????? This is what I get for wallowing in self-isolation and creative blankness.
I better start inkin’…
Hat Tricks, etc
every person is a joy
…to varying degrees
Contrary to my reputation, I am actually very likable.
Every day when she comes in she does a new hat trick
In an effort to make the receptionist smile
All tricks are met with stony faces
The tricks get more and more extravagant
She acquires a cane
She throws ten, twenty feet high
She bows
She draws a few spectators, regulars every morning to watch the trick
But never does she draw a smile from her target
One day she doesn’t come in
Another second day passes, she won’t answer the phone
They call the police
Who break in to find her
Wrists slit
Two days dead.
When the receptionist hears,
All she has to say is
“I knew she was fucking crazy.”
Sarah D. Silvey 