Dancing Away the Human - A Poem
#1 of owletrons' scrap book a short poem about not caring if you're any good at moving your feet. best consumed slowly and while listening to a good song. i don't plan on sharing many poems, but i find they can be fun to write if an idea comes to you.
The Sex Scene - A Poem
#2 of owletrons' scrap book embellishment is a helluva drug.
Housepets: Iambic Pent-Up Peanut
This is an exercise in "owletron, just because it's hard to do doesn't make it a good idea!" i apologize in advance. enjoy the ride.edit: here is a link to the art that come out of the conversation below. fun fact: it was originally just a sketch.
Housepets: Pass the Bechdel Test - Illustrated
Tarot's phone buzzed. Like a grain of sand that tipped the scale, she was spurred to close her book and stand. Peanut sending a text was all she could have hoped for. "Check out this buffalo!" Peanut sent. He had taken a selfie, head against the...
Housepets: Talk Dirty
Lester sits low behind screens of dragons. The basement has one lamp on, backlighting the players. He speaks in a low voice, painting a picture of knights and wizards, ruined castles and smoldering forests. "After the war, Harnos leveraged for...
Housepets: Spooky Sensations
## 1 * * * ## Grape thought it was cute when he acted oblivious. No matter how much she stole glances down, Peanut would look at her eyes when she spoke. He wasn't the type to address her hints until they were right under his snout, preferably with...
Housepets: Get What They Always Wanted
### ### Part 1 * * * King was getting used to experiencing life differently. The ceiling stopped feeling so high, and the carpet that his heels currently dragged through: so low. He was never very strong, so getting pulled along wasn't too much...
Hands//Paws - A Poem
Hands aren't meant to feel this weird I'm not meant to spend all day looking They're not meant to rash They're not meant to bloody They're just supposed to be, Another part of your body That we use as tools, To try not to damage Too delicate,...
Breaking Protocol
**Part 1. Discomfort** * * * Tammy's thoughts wondered. From so high above, the planet outside seemed tiny, unremarkable. Not worth the months of travelling. "Hey, we're heading down," Addison interrupted. "Mhm," Tammy agreed. She didn't look away...
How To Howl - A Poem
Howling for the sake Not to talk or to take But to feel a bit of soul flow Free from the column and row Of the spreadsheets that say No, you must play this play Act the act Form this pack, this pact Want _this_ that,...
The Sibling Slide
Part 1: * * * "So," Jean began. She leaned against the bumper, surveying their old neighborhood. "How are you gonna break the news to them?" Caleb pushed aside her bags, finding his, and then stopped. He looked back at his sister. "You mean the news...
Be My Pet
Julia and I hadn't been getting along in the bedroom. She was on top of me, but the mood had died completely. "I just want you to take control sometimes," she explained. "But I like it when you're the dominant one!" I said, petting her. "What if...