Noot, Noot, Nooting on Heaven’s Door
Allahumma Salli ‘ala Mohammad wa Ali Mohammad: I am pronto.
I’d texted Trevor that morning to let him know that Cohen had left us. His reply read “Good that he didn’t have to see this!”
Maradona, shoes untied, danced to Opus’ Live is Life, hands on his hips while a completely docile ball sat perfectly still on the greatest head of hair football has ever known.
Two rallies were held in Milan this last Saturday, both in the same quarter of the city and both beginning at the same hour.
The sometimes-vowel ‘y’ was the hippest letter in the alphabet and Patty Burghy already had two.
Born on the supercontinent some time between 14,000 and 10,000 BCE, it is unclear if she went by any other name.