For Cielo by Matt Zurbo. These are the things I want for Christmas. (Man watching his baby girl playing.) To give you something. For you to be happy. To see you smile. To see you do fun things. To take you to amazing places, moments, occasions. To give you ideas. To be inspired by your … Continue reading Day 133: For Cielo

Chico’s Christmas by Matt Zurbo   Chico went to see Santa. (Chico, small, olive skin, curly black hair, waiting in line with bored, farting, pants wetting, crying kids and skinny, overweight, phone watching parents.) Just like all the other kids. Santa (overweight) had tired eyes and onion breath. “And what would you like for Christmas?” … Continue reading Day 132: Chico’s Christmas

Planting Dreams by Matt Zurbo   There was a patch of grass behind Ada’s place that was the most fertile on Earth. (Ada sitting in patch of green grass, insects everywhere.) The weeds would get out of control, so Ada decided to fill it with things of her own. (Ada looking up at a pillar … Continue reading Day 131: Planting Dreams

Shiny Object by Matt Zurbo   Zloink was a monster not at all like the rest. Full of string and sinew, limbs twisted and stretched. Everything was dark, bloody, as he saw the world, creeping through the shadows, as a night unfurled. Lonely, somewhat bored, eating a dead cat, “I want something more,” he mused, … Continue reading Day 130: Shiny Object