March 26th, 2013

one of my least favorite questions: “what are you going to do with your writing?” as if when a chef tells you he’s a chef, you say, “what are you going to do with that food?” Cook, damnit. I’m going to cook those goddamn words and use metaphors too immodestly and you’ll send it back to the kitchen and after it hits the great mandibles of the disposal, you’ll not get another dish of mine. you'll not spend another minute in the great chambered restaurant of my words. you’ll be escorted for having bad taste and it won’t be until well beyond the parking lot that you realize maybe a little pepper was what you needed after all.