Posts Tagged: humor

39th street in New York City

lend me your ears

On Christmas, I drive down 39th street with car antlers. I get to a stop light, and a reindeer pulls up next to me with detached human ears on its antlers. I never sleep again. fiction | Tommy Tung photograph

39th street in New York City

lend me your ears

On Christmas, I drive down 39th street with car antlers. I get to a stop light, and a reindeer pulls up next to me with detached human ears on its antlers. I never sleep again. fiction | Tommy Tung photograph

eco-friendly fangs

The vampire next door spends a lot of time composting after dinner, and I just smile and nod when I’m taking out the garbage. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photography | Pexels — Let’s stay connected on Facebook

eco-friendly fangs

The vampire next door spends a lot of time composting after dinner, and I just smile and nod when I’m taking out the garbage. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photography | Pexels — Let’s stay connected on Facebook

it’s not you—it’s me

“I’m just never going to be real with you, even if I love you,” said the imitation crab. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — art | Kawahara Keiga —   Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram

it’s not you—it’s me

“I’m just never going to be real with you, even if I love you,” said the imitation crab. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — art | Kawahara Keiga —   Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram

out of paper towels

The end of the world was messy—no clean-up crews answered my calls. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram

out of paper towels

The end of the world was messy—no clean-up crews answered my calls. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram

dragon my name through the mud

What I’ve learned from working with dragons is they don’t go outside for smoke breaks. They light up wherever they damn please. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — image | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram

dragon my name through the mud

What I’ve learned from working with dragons is they don’t go outside for smoke breaks. They light up wherever they damn please. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — image | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram

elbows never sounded so delicious

The year is 2016. Macaroni are amputated due to our unchecked hunger for their elbows. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram

elbows never sounded so delicious

The year is 2016. Macaroni are amputated due to our unchecked hunger for their elbows. — flash fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Pixabay.com — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram

the purrminator

“Meow be back,” said the cyborg cat, exploring a mysterious paper portal in the kitchen. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Matt Edward — — CC by 2.0 — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram

the purrminator

“Meow be back,” said the cyborg cat, exploring a mysterious paper portal in the kitchen. — fiction | Tommy Tung — — photograph | Matt Edward — — CC by 2.0 — Let’s stay connected on Facebook Twitter Instagram