Snow Miku Rolling Girl

You all should’ve seen me today. I was uncanny, plainly extraordinary, larger than life. Transmogrified; unlike any invented character, or even any down-to-earth modest human soul. I was a monster, I was a speed demon, I was complex and furious and mightier than any natural force. I could’ve taken out god. (My only regret is that I traded momentum for mobility; like an out-of-control snowball of executive dysfunction, gaining more the further I rolled.) I could’ve ended this universe, or at least defeated a few world-records. I could’ve ended this universe. Think about it, I could’ve extinguished this universe along with my cigarette. Why didn’t I? Maybe I did! Have you looked around lately? Published in 2019 by Nauseated Drive. “27 year old writer in the San Fernando valley… once married a man in a bird costume.”