To the passed covered in dust, those on the curb soaking wet, and those in the fast lane driving through puddles. Cheers to the passengers aboard The Number 26
“Nowadays happiness it seems comes with a receipt, sanity comes in a bottle, and beauty comes from the leather around your feet.”
I woke up on the 26 bus It goes straight to his house 26 is also in his number And in mine Maybe it’s the universe telling me something Maybe it’s just a coincidence But I hope its not His hands reach out When he’s single 9th grade We made out in the movie theatre … Continue reading Passenger’s Story, by Tsuko Johnson
Most people think Xavier is crazy. Misinformed arrogant people often think he’s “retarded.” More understanding people simply describe him as “different,” and they certainly wouldn’t be wrong, he is indeed very different.
To the ones taking deep breaths, and to the ones with exasperating sighs. To the ones gasping for air, their mouth just above water.
“As I’m sure you’ve heard, disreputable types, air pirates and such, have been spotted along the Southern Merchant Corridor, and unfortunately, that’s the route we have to take due to this weather. In the event of any hostilities, weapons will be provided to you by our Flight Engineer and defensive positions assigned as needed, if you have any questions please direct them to him, oh and travel time is about six hours. Thank you..”