Tables are marvelous things. They’re strong, sturdy, sometimes elegant. Like glass tables. But then they get smeared with fingerprints and they’re a bit ugly. Tables are where I draw, though I hate hunching over so sometimes I sprawl on the floor and doodle on my paper there. My laptop always rests on the table, and it’s where I write.
Jessica
I hate waiting on them. You. do not. need another slice of cheesecake. The one at home gets pretty messy, but that’s what happens…Sur la table. Is another thing that randomly comes to mind. My collarbone itches.
Tables: what sorts? Wooden ones? Charts or graphs? Tables are important. Uplifting. Like spines in a way, or the anvil of a writer. The anvil of the writer’s craft. Four legged steeds of words!
Brady Morris
where you place things when you’re not using them or to eat off of. They usually have 4 legs though not always. They can be wood, glass, plastic, or basically made of anything. Work best with chairs.
Tyler
and chairs. these are more often than not accompanied with one another, as if they are boyfriend and girlfriend or student and teacher. but, they aren’t. they’re inanimate.
bails
I’m beginning to think that ‘Tables’ is the only word.
Either that or they change the word once a day or something, yet it would be more efficient to just randomize it.
tables multiplication tables. my parents made me learn them all from 1 to 9 by the time I was seven years old. I had to memorize them and recite them back to them. Funny this was one of few things they were militant about. It did help. The basic skill that covered me in math.
Tables form the main buildings, chairs are towers. We push them together and throw blankets over the top. Cushions are walls, and inside a king and a queen discuss their subjects. We rule!
Tables are on the back of everyone’s mind. Who’s sitting at them, the things that have been on them, and the places they’ve sat for years, or maybe only minutes. This particular table was far beyond old. It had creases in it. The wood seemed like it folded, like it wanted to clutch the contents on top of it closer to itself.
Luc Sharrow
i like table that i am able to eat stuff on. mmm. tables. what is it about tables that make it so interesting? WHY ARE TABLES MY WOZRDS?wsjfdkgtrbn tg55ytyntiku
i don’t enjoy this. why am i so pressured to write about tables.
TABLES MY ASS.
GO BACK TO THE WOODS, TABLES. GOD DAMNSDIJWEHGRYERFoie5ytuytui.uyi
i hate tables now.
Emily
There were tables everywhere. I looked around and i was surrounded by about 50 of them. each one draped in a pastel pink table cloth with cutesy paper name tags in front of each chair around the table
Jen
there are many tables. Meaning many things. Dinner, devotions, baking, homeschooling. crafts, glue stuck, dents and bumps due to many little hands with many little things. Love surrounding a table.
Justine
They escorted me through the science room, where black formica-top tables with high wooden legs held beakers and bunsen burners and various apparatus I could no longer remember the names of. “Here she is,” said the guidance counselor. “She said she’ll only talk to you.”
I used to wait tables in college, at a restaurant called O’Charleys. I don’t like to brag, but I think I was a pretty good waitress. I messed up orders sometimes, and forgot to bring things, but I don’t think that those things made me a good waitress. I think what made me a good waitress is that I knew how to leave my tables alone, and how to just focus on serving them and getting out.
Tables are sturdy. Quite like a bridge, it has something to keep it balanced and upright.
we are the food on the table. wait does that make sense?
fuck. nevermind.
san francisco is my home.
golden gate bridge now thats a bridge.
blake
Each of the tables were set with crisp, white linens and an arrangement of orchids. Grandma loved orchids. They reminded her of the time she spent with Grandpa in the Pittsburgh Conservatory marveling over the exotic birds, butterflies, and flowers.
a table can hold so many thing, be it good or bad. it is your job to discover new things, love one an other and be who you are on a table, then leave it for others to find and create their own memories on that table
Georgia
We have big decisions to make about tables for our wedding in may. Who will sit where and how many we need. Somehow I’m reminded of GOds grace in all of this. The story of Mephebosheth in the Old Testament. He is a cripple whom king David invites to sit at his table. It’s called the “table of grace” because it covers his inadequacies. I feel like this wedding is my table if grace. I’ve done so much wrong yet I’m blessed with this beautiful bride. So thankful for the table of grace.
Scot Luman
waiting tables, his eyes met mine, sad, drunk eyes, lonely eyes, begging me to see past his hurt. I pick up the empty bottles set before him and his hand graces mine, the slightest touch sets a fire inside me. I can’t tell his eyes no.
Meg
tABLES ARE AN EXCELLENT SOURCE OF ENTERTAINMENT. Crap, I had caps lock on.
Anyway, Tables are fun for the whole family, and can be used in a variety of contexts.
For example, say you’re grocery shopping when aliens invade:
Henry
They are to have meals at, hold things and keep things suspended above the ground. They can come in a variety of shapes and sizes, heights and widths.
In my apartment I have a total of four tables. Two black, one white and one wood .
Takes is 6 letters long.
Mere
they are stable and hold all that need to be held.
Like a hand with legs for support.
Shane
The smell of bleach stung her nose as she slopped a rag over the mustard yellow Formica table top. These were the same tables she had sat at when she went to school here. She tried not to think about it, but couldn’t help but wonder if the poor bastard who had been the janitor here when she attended had the same malicious thoughts about her and her classmates as she did of the little bastards that went to school here today. . .
they can be round and everybody can come together to drink and eat and chat, you can have good and bad times there you can have sex on or under it it´s good to have them .
Bella
Tables are great for all sorts of things. They let things sit closer to our faces and hide our butts while we eat. Oh and of course they do wonders for food.
TABLES-IDK WHAT TO SAY ABOUT TABLES. THEY ARE JUST TABLES. VERY BORING ITEMS OF FURNITURE. SURE, IT’S NICE TO HAVE SOMETHING TO PLACE ITEMS ON, SURE IT’S NICE FOR THAT. BUT THEY USUALLY ARE VERY DULL. FOUR LEGS, THE TOP OF THE TABLE, AND SOME CARVED DESIGN… NOTHING TOO THEM. RATHER BORING.
KRISTEN
Once upon a time, I couldn’t see over the top of my table. I was too little and it hurt that my sister could see over it and see what was going on at dinner time, and I was simply stuck in a world of unknowing; bound there by my age and size. But then one day I grew up. I don’t know when it happened, but it did. And now I see everything, not just what’s over the table top.
Jessie Marie
One more step in the right direction. Our bodys awkwardly turned towards one another, recognizing what our simplistic minds can’t. We’re divided by this wooden table, as I reach for straws and you fail to give them to me. How worry-some I was at sixteen.
When I see your hands, resting impotently on the tops of tables, I can only wish to be as lucky as those tables. It seems a waste, nearly unnatural, that your hands are placed so. The only image that my mind can muster is that of those same hands, rough and tattooed, holding me, as they naturally should be.
With four legs, the table is among an elite group of quadripedic household furniture. Although wild in its natural environment, the table is easily tamed by a table cloth and a set of chairs.
aligned either side of me, conversations are glum enough to rip my attention from the cutlery splayed either side of my unfinished meal. hunger is something i don’t feel a lot of anymore; not until it’s 1am and the world around me has closed in using the darkness of the night as comfort. i hope their lives are better.
Tables, buffet tables, with the little dishes on them that have little burners under them. You know the ones with the like kerosene jelly inside of them. Totally surrounded on all sides by them, the jelly dripping off the sides. I’d splashed it everywhere I guess I just have to hope that the jelly catches fire as easy w/out a wick as it did with.
Dark brown stain across the wooden planks. A silky white cloth covers the rings left from the inconsiderate guests’ glasses.
SHalpin
tables are for objects to sit on. there are also time tables. and i like ones that are unique and look kind of antique. also you eat on them said my friend and you put food on them. im hungry now i cant wait to eat sushi. tables has six letters.
madeline
i sit at tables for so many things. breakfast, lunch, dinner, school, work and pretty much any time i sit down. tables are convenient. so flat.
Tables are marvelous things. They’re strong, sturdy, sometimes elegant. Like glass tables. But then they get smeared with fingerprints and they’re a bit ugly. Tables are where I draw, though I hate hunching over so sometimes I sprawl on the floor and doodle on my paper there. My laptop always rests on the table, and it’s where I write.
I hate waiting on them. You. do not. need another slice of cheesecake. The one at home gets pretty messy, but that’s what happens…Sur la table. Is another thing that randomly comes to mind. My collarbone itches.
Tables: what sorts? Wooden ones? Charts or graphs? Tables are important. Uplifting. Like spines in a way, or the anvil of a writer. The anvil of the writer’s craft. Four legged steeds of words!
where you place things when you’re not using them or to eat off of. They usually have 4 legs though not always. They can be wood, glass, plastic, or basically made of anything. Work best with chairs.
and chairs. these are more often than not accompanied with one another, as if they are boyfriend and girlfriend or student and teacher. but, they aren’t. they’re inanimate.
I’m beginning to think that ‘Tables’ is the only word.
Either that or they change the word once a day or something, yet it would be more efficient to just randomize it.
tables multiplication tables. my parents made me learn them all from 1 to 9 by the time I was seven years old. I had to memorize them and recite them back to them. Funny this was one of few things they were militant about. It did help. The basic skill that covered me in math.
to hold something on top of it it could be round or with points
said the man at the counter. “are all that we sell. We do not sell chairs. We do not sell doors. We only sell tables.”
Tables form the main buildings, chairs are towers. We push them together and throw blankets over the top. Cushions are walls, and inside a king and a queen discuss their subjects. We rule!
Tables are on the back of everyone’s mind. Who’s sitting at them, the things that have been on them, and the places they’ve sat for years, or maybe only minutes. This particular table was far beyond old. It had creases in it. The wood seemed like it folded, like it wanted to clutch the contents on top of it closer to itself.
i like table that i am able to eat stuff on. mmm. tables. what is it about tables that make it so interesting? WHY ARE TABLES MY WOZRDS?wsjfdkgtrbn tg55ytyntiku
i don’t enjoy this. why am i so pressured to write about tables.
TABLES MY ASS.
GO BACK TO THE WOODS, TABLES. GOD DAMNSDIJWEHGRYERFoie5ytuytui.uyi
i hate tables now.
There were tables everywhere. I looked around and i was surrounded by about 50 of them. each one draped in a pastel pink table cloth with cutesy paper name tags in front of each chair around the table
there are many tables. Meaning many things. Dinner, devotions, baking, homeschooling. crafts, glue stuck, dents and bumps due to many little hands with many little things. Love surrounding a table.
They escorted me through the science room, where black formica-top tables with high wooden legs held beakers and bunsen burners and various apparatus I could no longer remember the names of. “Here she is,” said the guidance counselor. “She said she’ll only talk to you.”
I used to wait tables in college, at a restaurant called O’Charleys. I don’t like to brag, but I think I was a pretty good waitress. I messed up orders sometimes, and forgot to bring things, but I don’t think that those things made me a good waitress. I think what made me a good waitress is that I knew how to leave my tables alone, and how to just focus on serving them and getting out.
Tables are sturdy. Quite like a bridge, it has something to keep it balanced and upright.
we are the food on the table. wait does that make sense?
fuck. nevermind.
san francisco is my home.
golden gate bridge now thats a bridge.
Each of the tables were set with crisp, white linens and an arrangement of orchids. Grandma loved orchids. They reminded her of the time she spent with Grandpa in the Pittsburgh Conservatory marveling over the exotic birds, butterflies, and flowers.
a table can hold so many thing, be it good or bad. it is your job to discover new things, love one an other and be who you are on a table, then leave it for others to find and create their own memories on that table
We have big decisions to make about tables for our wedding in may. Who will sit where and how many we need. Somehow I’m reminded of GOds grace in all of this. The story of Mephebosheth in the Old Testament. He is a cripple whom king David invites to sit at his table. It’s called the “table of grace” because it covers his inadequacies. I feel like this wedding is my table if grace. I’ve done so much wrong yet I’m blessed with this beautiful bride. So thankful for the table of grace.
waiting tables, his eyes met mine, sad, drunk eyes, lonely eyes, begging me to see past his hurt. I pick up the empty bottles set before him and his hand graces mine, the slightest touch sets a fire inside me. I can’t tell his eyes no.
tABLES ARE AN EXCELLENT SOURCE OF ENTERTAINMENT. Crap, I had caps lock on.
Anyway, Tables are fun for the whole family, and can be used in a variety of contexts.
For example, say you’re grocery shopping when aliens invade:
They are to have meals at, hold things and keep things suspended above the ground. They can come in a variety of shapes and sizes, heights and widths.
In my apartment I have a total of four tables. Two black, one white and one wood .
Takes is 6 letters long.
they are stable and hold all that need to be held.
Like a hand with legs for support.
The smell of bleach stung her nose as she slopped a rag over the mustard yellow Formica table top. These were the same tables she had sat at when she went to school here. She tried not to think about it, but couldn’t help but wonder if the poor bastard who had been the janitor here when she attended had the same malicious thoughts about her and her classmates as she did of the little bastards that went to school here today. . .
they can be round and everybody can come together to drink and eat and chat, you can have good and bad times there you can have sex on or under it it´s good to have them .
Tables are great for all sorts of things. They let things sit closer to our faces and hide our butts while we eat. Oh and of course they do wonders for food.
TABLES-IDK WHAT TO SAY ABOUT TABLES. THEY ARE JUST TABLES. VERY BORING ITEMS OF FURNITURE. SURE, IT’S NICE TO HAVE SOMETHING TO PLACE ITEMS ON, SURE IT’S NICE FOR THAT. BUT THEY USUALLY ARE VERY DULL. FOUR LEGS, THE TOP OF THE TABLE, AND SOME CARVED DESIGN… NOTHING TOO THEM. RATHER BORING.
Once upon a time, I couldn’t see over the top of my table. I was too little and it hurt that my sister could see over it and see what was going on at dinner time, and I was simply stuck in a world of unknowing; bound there by my age and size. But then one day I grew up. I don’t know when it happened, but it did. And now I see everything, not just what’s over the table top.
One more step in the right direction. Our bodys awkwardly turned towards one another, recognizing what our simplistic minds can’t. We’re divided by this wooden table, as I reach for straws and you fail to give them to me. How worry-some I was at sixteen.
When I see your hands, resting impotently on the tops of tables, I can only wish to be as lucky as those tables. It seems a waste, nearly unnatural, that your hands are placed so. The only image that my mind can muster is that of those same hands, rough and tattooed, holding me, as they naturally should be.
With four legs, the table is among an elite group of quadripedic household furniture. Although wild in its natural environment, the table is easily tamed by a table cloth and a set of chairs.
aligned either side of me, conversations are glum enough to rip my attention from the cutlery splayed either side of my unfinished meal. hunger is something i don’t feel a lot of anymore; not until it’s 1am and the world around me has closed in using the darkness of the night as comfort. i hope their lives are better.
Tables are the most important of kitchen appliances. Without a table we have nowhere but our tummy’s to put the food! Yummmy.
desks. drawers. eating. bills. souvenirs. computers. cutlery. salt and pepper. decorations. fake fruit. perfumes. feet. radios. candles. pills. picture frames. mints. lip balms. makeup. chargers.
Tables, buffet tables, with the little dishes on them that have little burners under them. You know the ones with the like kerosene jelly inside of them. Totally surrounded on all sides by them, the jelly dripping off the sides. I’d splashed it everywhere I guess I just have to hope that the jelly catches fire as easy w/out a wick as it did with.
Dark brown stain across the wooden planks. A silky white cloth covers the rings left from the inconsiderate guests’ glasses.
tables are for objects to sit on. there are also time tables. and i like ones that are unique and look kind of antique. also you eat on them said my friend and you put food on them. im hungry now i cant wait to eat sushi. tables has six letters.
i sit at tables for so many things. breakfast, lunch, dinner, school, work and pretty much any time i sit down. tables are convenient. so flat.
Tables.
Flowers.
Plates.
Food.
Cats.
Vases.
Recordplayerssoundingoff
…
Four.
Beautiful, slender legs.
Square.
Solid.