Alphabet Soup

A friend of mine texted me a screenshot yesterday. She said they could work for writing prompts. I dunno, she could be right.


Picture two stoners sitting on an old, raggedy couch, passing the pipe back and forth, a forgotten cigarette smoldering in the ashtray on the coffee table before them. In my mind’s eye, they both happen to be clones of my first ‘serious’ boyfriend: long, straggly hair, band tees, jeans that could use a good washing and mending, and faded black Converse. For some reason, one is wearing a pink beanie. A TV sits on the entertainment center in front of them, complete with bouncing Sanyo screensaver.

“Dude, you ever look at m?”


“No, man, the letter m. It’s weird as shit.”

“I guess, man, what’s wrong with it?”

“It’s just, you know, is it really just an upside down w? Or am I going  crazy?”


“Hey, are you hungry?”


2 Comments on “Alphabet Soup”

  1. LRose says:

    It’s not even Friday yet!
    (whoa, geta’load of glamour puss over’dare. Great beauty makeup!)

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