Tonka and Barbie

October 8th, 2017 by Patrick Starks

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Season 1 / Episode #2

Here I was, at Barbie’s new home, her new playhouse as some would call it—it had an awkward feeling, nothing welcoming at all, nothing that felt remotely like home; if anything, it felt like the home of Frankenstein, as all I would witness was madness and the baring of slight suspicion within the room. The place was cold, had a smell not usually identifiable to the nose—lingering within the nostrils, no matter how hard you blew, never able to escape, not a cold, not a flu. As well was it poorly lit—making it difficult for even ones with twenty, twenty vision to see, and for that I found where I laid would not be my cup of tea, not warm, nor cold, but neutral. Continue reading “Tonka and Barbie”

Tonka and Barbie

September 17, 2017 by Patrick Starks

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There she was, Barbie—beautiful as can be, her heart was my sky, and her eyes were my sea. She was everything I wanted in a woman, in this life, all that I wanted to see, but I was just a machine—I was just an old dusted up truck, one in which I felt no one wanted anymore, one that would run out of luck. Continue reading “Tonka and Barbie”