Seed

In This Issue
How I Ruined a Perfectly Good Chicken
I used ten eggs for my experiment, and consequently had two eggs left over, which I left in the incubator. Just to see what would happen, you understand.
Thanks for the Taco, Big White Head!
“You’re looking for Zacualco... yeah, just turn left at that big white head. It’s just a few kilometers down the road.”
The implied meaning of the word “metrosexual”, when one just looks at it, would seem to be “one who is sexually attracted to urban areas.”
People are always trying to do something big but they forget that life is made up of the little things. The elevator at work told me that.
Putting the Garden Back in the City
I’m a bit of a tree nut myself. One of the best things I think we can do in Chicago and other cities is “reforest” them.
Denise’s Bad Old Poetry Corner
Dead Cat Sonnet #2 / I came across the body of the cat / Who once lived in a house that I know well.






