Steps. Family.

Nearly 1200 miles.

Twelve hours.

Two layovers.

One flight of stairs to another Thanksgiving with the family.

I smell turkey, but I am chicken.

I am Cone Alone.

Visiting family Tgiving 1

Visiting family Tgiving 2

Unheeded

“Piso mojado,” dude.

I totally told you: “Piso mojado.”

“Piso mojado.”

I tried to warn you, but it seems

I am Cone Alone.

Piso Mojado

Harboring secrets

Eerily floating in the harbor.

My origin a mystery.

Is this costume or insidious plot?

Are you drowning in the intrigue?

I am flotsam.

I am jetsam.

I am Cone Alone.

Photo courtesy of Cajsa L.

Photo courtesy of Cajsa L.

Block quotes

I never thought I would be close to you.

All my letters came back “Return to Cinder.”

This love is heavy. It weighs me down.

I am Cone Alone?

Return to cinder 1

Return to cinder 2

I nearly bald when I heard the news

I wear a hair piece.

Is it obvious?

If you mock me, there’ll be hell toupee.

I am Cone Alone.

Hair piece

Orange is the new black

I may have fallen asleep during my back-to-school duties.

I never knew a moped could do so much damage to a crossing guard.

Finally getting out on good behavior after five years.

I know my family have moved on.

I know my friends have moved on.

Behind bars

I’ve finished this period, but will I ever truly finish this sentence?

I am Con Alone.

 

Bye summer, biweekly

Cone Alone, like many of you, is back to school.

That means you can expect posts on a biweekly basis.

The new post comes out Wednesday, September 4. 

See you back here then.

Until that time, stay Cone Alone.

Beleaf in things to come

Oh, tree.

Taller than me.

Will I ever be

as tall as you

oh, tree?

Maybe.

One day

you may see how I’ve grown.

For now, I remain,

Cone Alone.

Image

Life just isn’t fare

Are you going my way?

Nothing else is.

I’ll just ride to the end of the line if that’s ok.

Why not? Why not just ride wherever this line takes me? Why not just cast off everything else?

I’ll be “aboard the Freedom Bus, heading for Good Time City. And I haven’t even paid my fare.”

I am Cone Alone.

Cone getting on bus

Choose Your Cone Adventure: Royal Baby Reveal!

Last week, we asked you to help us figure out just what this Cone Alone was thinking waiting outside for the birth of the “Royal Baby.”

What was Cone Alone thinking?

What was Cone Alone thinking?

After much heated debate on the Internet, we are ready to reveal what Cone Alone was thinking.

We haven't the foggiest!

We haven’t the foggiest!

No one knows. Clearly, Cone Alone can easily stump the best of us. We know Cone Alone is good about hiding true emotions, which is why we do our best to let them speak for themselves, when they are ready.

We are still sometimes guarded.

We are Cone Alone.