Category Archives: Weird Lit

Eric Rides Again XIX

Since he was young, Kyle had always avoided fowl play, but once, at Eric’s insistence, he attended the Chicken Derby. When Eric heard that one of the riders had come down with the pox, he immediately volunteered to take his place. When Kyle caught a glimpse of his mount, a big red cock with a glint in his eye, he knew that Eric was in for a bumpy ride. Out of habit, Kyle began slicing cucumber.

Eric Rides Again XXI

Knowing that the Golden Cicada molts its shell, Eric quickly painted a self portrait and left it strategically beside the hearth. So life-like was the representation that Kyle spent a good 20 minutes advising it of various options for the day ahead.

Eric Rides Again XVIII

Eric travelled through time on a long-range penny farthing. Kyle could not accompany him, as he was afraid of heights. He was, nonetheless, anxious to hear of Eric’s adventures and treasured above all else, a flea made entirely of stone that Eric had brought him once. It could, he noticed, reach the itches that other fleas could not reach.

Eric Rides Again XVII

There was one thing Eric could not resist (and several others that he didn’t): A snappy rhythm. Attired almost exclusively in his favourite feather boa, he headed towards the sound of maracas. “Foquette!” exclaimed Kyle. “He’s right! La Vida Loca, je viens!

Eric Rides Again XVI

Kyle stood shivering, feeling terribly like a cold turkey. It may have been due to the fact that the festive season was at hand, or it may not. Eric meanwhile, paid him scant attention and instead started to nibble ever-so delicately on a poussin he happened to have about his person.

Eric Rides Again XV

Although Eric had known more obsession than a Calvin Klein counter, Kyle was vaguely concerned by the latest: turtle folding. The turtles, bless them, didn’t complain at all, but it was becoming difficult to move around as they were now more than three deep. Despite Kyle’s numerous attempts to communicate this concern, Eric continued regardless. Kyle should have known that Eric would fold turtles until he stopped.

Eric Rides Again XIV

This old chestnut… .thought Kyle as Eric assembled the apparatus. It appeared to be Eric’s favourite experiment. Why, wondered Kyle, did he persist? It had never worked before, and there was certainly no indication that this time would be any different. Eric smiled a secret smile to himself. Then a terrible thought struck Kyle: Maybe he liked the sensation.

Eric Rides Again XII

Once, after a particularly good year, Kyle had asked Eric why.  Eric shrugged. But Kyle could tell that of course he knew precisely why, and in fact had the answer written on the insides of his eyelids.

Eric Rides Again VII

When Eric began to eat his own tail, Kyle wondered where it would all end.

Eric Rides Again VI

Eric never looked back. That was Kyle’s responsibility. Eric inferred that it was because of an old leap-frog injury, but Kyle suspected fowl play.