Author Archive | Corina Milic

St. Nick fell off the float this year

St. Nick fell off the float at the parade this year. Artery clogged heart attack or one too many swigs from the flask tucked in his beard, it wasn’t clear. As he tumbled down, clinging to the Metamucil ad tacked on the side of his sleigh, his fateful last words hung in the air “Thanks […]

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Santa Claus — The Man Behind the Belly

Santa’s kind of a cross Between Superman And Grandpa. He smells like dirty dentures But has flying reindeer. He’s part 400 pounds, Part contortionist. He can eat his weight in elves But squeeze through a chimney. He’s like my eccentric Rich old uncle who locks Himself away To play dress up With velvet evening gowns, […]

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A Revolutionary Christmas Tale

Amidst the 12th machine-related limb-loss and the 200th toy recall, little belled workers waited for the fat man’s fall. The old coot snored, thinking himself adored, while union reps crept. A cough caught in Santa’s throat, elves held their breath and thought choke? But he swallowed it down, bearded mouth became a frown. Whispered anarchy […]

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Robert likes meals. Dawn likes Mr. Noodles. But she tries because she thinks she might love him. Making salad, and the knife, that bastard, slices part of her thumb nail clean off instead of wrecking havoc on the carrot as intended. Sucking her thumb she opens the door for Rob who doesn’t think it’s kinky. […]

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