Justin Skolnick lives and works in Portland.

Tires and Cereal

Originally posted to justin.revision8.com on in Waverly, Iowa

In one hour a blue-suited man tore from my aging, pock-marked wheels the disappearing treads that shook myself between this speed and that — I sped and spun in his parking lot like I’ve never sped and spun before.

To celebrate I turned into another lot. As I roamed the aisles the bag of Brand-X Frosted Flakes caught my gaze. And I told it, Please, for my cavity-prone molars, contain something I don’t eat...

Eight hours later, alone in my Christmas-lighted room, I know they are oh, oh so nice.