Entertain Us – Poetry by Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L)

“Quiet down back there or i’ll turn this car around!”
he shouts it from the driver’s seat. Sara thinks him serious, Andy too, but I know he’s bluffing. he’s just as excited for this trip as we are. working five days a week, at least eight hours a day, sometimes more. he asked for this week off months ago, mom got it off last week when she asked. Continue reading

Gruff Muffin: The Guy With The Cupcake Tattoo – The 36th Story in The #HankSaga – By: Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L) (Deeliopunk) (Insert other Deel/Dan/Punk possibility here)

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Gruff Muffin: The Guy With The Cupcake Tattoo – The 36th Story in The #HankSaga – By: Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L) (Deeliopunk) (Insert other Deel/Dan/Punk possibility here)

 

“I used to work at a cupcake factory, and there was nothing sweet about it.” – Gruff Muffin

He walks into Blue Spaghetti’s and takes a seat at the booth closest to the door. The hostess stares at him, she wonders why he didn’t wait to be seated like the sign so clearly states is kind of a mandatory thing, or at least an expected thing when coming into a restaurant to find someone straight in front of you standing behind a counter playing solitaire.

MC Frisbee Rockstar walks up to him, but something comes over him, he turns around and walks away.

“What is it?” Gina asks. Continue reading

Hank’s Secret Handshake – The 35th Story in The #HankSaga – By Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L)

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Hank’s Secret Handshake – The 35th Story in The #HankSaga – By Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L) – Sept 2014

 

“That’s how it’s supposed to be though.”

“Stop saying ‘that’ all the time. It’s ruining your stories.”

“Yes, Cinta…”

“Don’t be sad. Here, have some gluten-free candy.”

“Those are ice-cubes.” Continue reading

Drowsy – Sleepy and Lethargic

poetry by Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L)

and it kicks in. it’s meant to send me to sleep.
no matter the day, the hours, the work, the dreams are restless. they chatter when eyes are weak and mind is faded.
they speak to one another, the characters of stories unwritten.
they seem so confident. and yet the pen sits in the bottom of a bag full of books. books written by men and women vacant from this earth for years and years. their words are eternal.
and so at night the words of my own come tapping at my forehead. they slip out the pores and fill pages during random moments of the night. i’ll be dreaming of coffee and a ghost will pen the aroma.
my eyes drag at the pages, but the words carry on. and soon the sheets grab hold of me, and quickly i’m back to sleep — dreaming of what to write next.


Dan Leicht – Sept 2014

Soup of the Day: Leftover Surprise (The 34th Story in The #HankSaga) By: Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L) (DeeLioPunk) (Danarino) (The Danster) (The Danmister) (The Dan Dan Magic Man From The Magic Land From Where Is Dan) (Daniel)

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Soup of the Day: Leftover Surprise (The 34th Story in The #HankSaga) By: Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L) (DeeLioPunk) (Danarino) (The Danster) (The Danmister) (The Dan Dan Magic Man From The Magic Land From Where Is Dan) (Daniel)

“It was a cold day at Blue Spaghetti’s Nook Home. The AC was on full blast due to the heat wave outside. The air is dry, or wet, whichever my Weather and Climate teacher told me it was two years ago while I was daydreaming in class about who would win in a fight between an ostrich and a leopard. Gina, you know Gina, I’ve mentioned her before in one of these stories maybe, she’s the one who lives in a house near the factory that spews out ash from its smokestacks at night in hopes that no one notices but then pays off the local residents so that they can get their windows and homes professionally cleaned because the ash ashes everything up. One time her son’s girlfriend was wearing a fur coat at night and the ash landed on it, a white fur coat, brand new, and it was ruined, and the company probably didn’t pay for it because I doubt she took the time to go through the process to claim some sort of money for it because it was probably a difficult process so that many people wouldn’t be willing to go through it and the company could go about their illegal business without too many payouts.”

“Dan, quit playing with the AC! It’s freezing in here! And aren’t you working at the Surgery Center now? What are you even doing here?” Continue reading

Harmonica and a Unicorn – (The 33rd Story in The #HankSaga) By Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L)

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Harmonica and a Unicorn (The 33rd Story in The #HankSaga) By Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L)

 

“What’s that unruly sound?”

“It’s that unicorn over there playing the harmonica.”

“What now?”

“Unicorn playing the harmonica.”

“That doesn’t strike you as odd?”

“He is playing it rather unruly. But he just needs some practice.”

“How do you know it’s a boy unicorn?”

“He’s got that thing on his head, shhh, don’t look at it that’s rude.” Continue reading

Dan’s Violin – The 32nd Story in The #HankSaga – By Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L)

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Dan’s Violin – The 32nd Story in The #HankSaga – By Dan Leicht (D.e.e.L)

“Dan, I bought this violin for you. Can you play us a song?”

“What? I don’t know how to play the violin!”

“Why not? You listen to it all the time while you write. You can’t just like…play it?”

“That’s not how learning something works, Nina.”

“MC Frisbee Rockstar learned how to put his mouth under the slushie machine and eat all the blue by watching that guy in the green tie that is actually orange do it.”

“Not the same thing. Something such as the violin takes practice. Kind of like how I’m writing this story. It takes practice, not just anyone could do it.”

“Psshh, pa-leeeeeaaase. I could write a way better story than this.”

“But I’m even writing your lines, sooooo…”

“Just move over. I’m writing this story now!” Continue reading

Poetry, Fantasy, Mystery, Short stories, Rhymes…sometimes

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