Author Archives: Nathan Saliwonchyk
Grinds more fearful than I ever could have expected…
The coffee stain in my cup… it took me a while, but eventually I discovered its true identity: Baristas of the world: Unite! There can be no other conclusion than: THE RESTLESS COMMUNIST SPECTRE OF KARL MARX IS HAUNTING MY MORNING COFFEE!!! Which means I am drinking the materialist anti-soul of Karl Marx every morning. […]
Another coffee stain at the bottom of my daily coffee cup
“What sorts of evil do these grinds portend?”
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The Word, Love: A stageplay
“The Word, Love” A short play by Nathan Saliwonchyk Rough draft Jan 16, 2007 “The Word, Love” by Nathan Saliwonchyk (SAM enters the bedroom. She is dressed in a bear costume.) SAM: Honey, does this bear costume make me look fat? MAN: No, honey. You look fab. WOMAN: FAT?!! It’s true, it DOES make me […]
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