"Brevity gets right to the point doesn't dawdle, dicker, or delay always short and sweet whenever there is something to do or say brevity comes in handy when you are subject to a chewing out a bout of the flu a pain in the neck or waiting in line for the loo in fact, this poem has gone on so long that its recital would no longer qualify as an example of its title"
Flying Solo Time to go . . . solo. Teacher hops out, open seat huge in its emptiness. Only comfort, an airplane. Butterflies swarm in her stomach. Breathe, girl. Courage beats fear. Taxi down the runway, pick up speed, pull throttle back, wheels lift off . . . Flying solo. Breathe, girl. The air up there is fine.
There are many ways to describe Ms. Underdorf. She was brilliant and joyous, and she believed-probably correctly-that libraries contain the answers to everything , and that if you can’t find the information you seek in the library, then such information probably does not exist in this or any other parallel universe now or ever to be known. She was thoughtful and kind and always believed the best of everybody. She was, above all else, a master librarian and knew where to find any book on any subject in the shortest possible time. And she was wonderfully unhinged… And so the Amazing Armadillo.
Girl (Bug)meets boy at a car wash. "Dog," she says. "Dude," he says. And probably this would have been a sweet teen romance. . . . If Beals hadn't been sitting next to her in the car. If Beals hadn't been a supernatural repo man looking to repossess her car. And to possess her. David Macinnis Gill delivers the whole enchilada. With a side of soul.