…actually, why not?
What are you good at?
Boss: No, I said no. – Yah.
Agent: Boss.
Boss: Are you kidding me.
Agwnt: No, sir.
Boss: What is it this time.
Agent: Skills. Might be deep mining. There have been movements.
Boss: We literally just fixed it.
Agent: It’s an active operation, sir. Wilford confirmed.
Boss: Christ.
Agent: Should I -?
Boss: Yes, yes, Mission Control!
Agent: Notified, sir
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What personal belongings do you hold most dear?
Boss: This better be important.
Agent: Boss.
Boss: Not again.
Agent: They’re trying to break into the vault, sir.
Boss: Didn’t we shut them down three days ago?
Agent: They rebuilt, sir.
Boss: Bloody hell. Well, there’s nothing to it. You know what to do.
Agent: Alert sent, sir.
Boss: Anything else?
Agent: We should have staff on site, sir. This looks like a constant.
Boss: You know upstairs and extending budgets.
Agent: Just a thought, sir.
Boss: Keep it to yourself. You’re doing good work here and I don’t want you bumped off to Central. You know what they do in Central.
Agent: Understood, sir.
Boss: Now get back to what you were really doing. Over and out.
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#friday
Have you ever broken a bone?
Agent: Boss?
Boss: What is it this time.
Agent: Grey’s Anatomy, sir.
Boss: What?
Agent: New code, sir. For when it gets biological.
Boss: Did Wilford think that up?
Agent: It seems so, sir.
Boss: Naturally. Contact Mission Control.
Agent: Yes, sir.
#monday
Words, images & collages tossed from a window.
Essays, notes & interviews on why literary fiction matters to human living
small press. great publishing.
but don't take my word for it
Home hub & scribble space of Prose Writer & Poet Kristiane Weeks-Rogers (she/hers), author of poetry collection: 'Self-Anointment with Lemons'.
A journey from one end of the bookshelf to the other
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