Mob Haiku: Rest in Pizza

Great One

Book 'Em, Jan O

Ray had a cheese slice.
His heart attacked: anoth-
er one bites the crust.
For more Mob demise, please see Pasta La Vista: Mob Haiku to Die For, and More Pasta:  A Second Helping of Mob Haiku to Die For, and other topics at https://www.amazon.com/Jan-Olandese/e/B071FK9L75
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Jazz Age Wednesdays 30 ― Hullaba Lulu 5.1

Teagan's Books

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Lulu reclining trunks Valentino StationValentino and Lulu wait at the abandoned subway station.  (Rob Goldstein)

Hi there, Sheiks and Shebas.  You’re at Jazz Age Wednesdays.  Today’s episode brings us to Chapter 5 of the new series, Hullaba Lulu.  I hope you are enjoying my change of pace from the “Pip-verse.”  Yes, it’s another story set in the 1920s, but this one is a “Diesel-punk” fantasy. 

Once again I have more of the pos-i-lutely fabulous artwork from Rob Goldstein.  He’s made another fun video for this series.  Button up your overcoat and check it out below.  Rob and I are also having inspiring discussions and he’s sending me “three things” to spontaneously drive each chapter of this pantser story. 

However, this time I’m cheating a little…  When I started fleshing out my notes for this chapter, I found myself relating the backstory of Lulu’s family — before I even got…

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Solitary confinement in a crowd

Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything

not long ago
walking though woods
bleak neighbourhoods
I never understood
meaning
of being alone
on my own
as I had you
in my heart
alas came a day
errors I may
have committed
to lust, I submitted
and then I lost you
the only one, true
to me, left
broad day theft
head spinning
heartache immense
veins bleed
just not to death
at least not yet
I am not that lucky
now between beautiful
cheerful, glowing faces
adorned spaces,
festival lights
flying heights
solitary confined
life defined
fate refined
almost deadly
sadly, due to one
has been done
colossal error
terror, of my life
and I smile,
for a while,
laughing loudly
At insanity of
that moment
and torment
I suffer
with no buffer
of vanity
till eternity
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