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A man with glasses and a beard is sitting in a chair, slightly tilting his head, with a patterned wall in the background. — ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Aaron Echoes August is an independent writer focused on absurdist fiction, edgy philosophy, and cultural commentary. With a background in creative writing, art, and photography, he explores the stranger aspects of human behavior and its influence on the world. His narratives invite readers to question societal norms and delve into the bizarre intersections of reality and imagination, urging us to confront the absurdities of existence while searching for meaning amidst chaos. In his stories, the ordinary becomes extraordinary, revealing layers of complexity in mundane experiences.

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Month: June 2022

Fiona Blood Orange (End)

24 Jun 2022

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Dark Humor, Fiction, Short Fiction, Western

“Well, I’m sorry. There’s good naked and bad naked. Sex naked is good. Breakfast naked is bad. That’s just how it is.” Read more
Fiona Blood Orange (1)

24 Jun 2022

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Dark Humor, Fiction, Short Stories, Western

I saw some Wild West cowgirl chick smoking crushed Opana off a piece of foil through a swirly, glass sarsaparilla straw as I turned the dusty corner from the Main Street drag to the side road leading out of the town of Rock Ridge and into the wilds beyond. I nearly tripped over her, and Read more
The Amoopikans (First part)

24 Jun 2022

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Creative Writing, Fiction, Short Stories

Mary Jane’s fine porcelain skin had a pinkish hue as she twaddled about her sun-drenched apartment watering her plants and trying to remember where she put her television set. Then she saw the busted window. Then she saw the broken shards of glass on her cranberry and gold colored carpet and remembered. She remembered howView… Read more
Bucky the Horse and the Gods of Radiation (6)

23 Jun 2022

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Fables and Tales, Fiction, Serial Fiction, Short Stories

It was when Linnifrid turned to gather her things that the shrunken and deformed people came out of the darkness and formed a ring around her in the firelight. They pressed the tips of their walking sticks firmly into the ground and gazed at her with psychotic purpose. Read more
Bucky the Horse and the Gods of Radiation (5)

22 Jun 2022

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Creative Writing, Dark Humor, Fables and Tales, Fiction, Serial Fiction

Linnifrid was hungry, but she had nothing to eat. Her stomach grumbled. “I would give anything for a steaming pot pie right now,” she moaned aloud to the flames and the darkness. “I can just imagine the flaky crust, the creamy gravy, the crisp garden-fresh vegetables.” Read more
Bucky the Horse and the Gods of Radiation (4)

21 Jun 2022

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Creative Writing, Fables and Tales, Fiction, Serial Fiction

There was some blood, and she wet a finger and ran it across one of the scrapes and then stuck it in her mouth. “Everyone likes the taste of their own blood,” she softly said to herself. Read more
Bucky the Horse and the Gods of Radiation (3)

20 Jun 2022

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Creative Writing, Dark Humor, Fables and Tales, Fiction, Serial Fiction

The air was dead still and full of natural carnage. Papa shielded his eyes from the strange bright light with a worn hand. He moved his head against the horizon and surveyed the landscape — everything was wiped clean. He turned and yelled down the cellar. “The barn is gone, and all my new fencing, Read more
Bucky the Horse and the Gods of Radiation (2)

19 Jun 2022

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Creative Writing, Fables and Tales, Fiction, Serial Fiction

“I don’t mind tree huggers, but I draw the line at ass lookers… No, you dumb horse, take a gander at how much I’ve gotten carved up over the years. I imagine there are a ton of goofy love hearts and chick’s names back there, but I can’t really see so you have to tell… Read more
Bucky the Horse and the Gods of Radiation (1)

18 Jun 2022

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Creative Writing, Fiction, Serial Fiction

At the end of gravity, only the heartless still eat and smile and roll around in the dirty motel cities of the West… The dystopian nature of her guts made Linnifrid’s mouth taste like the moon. She looked up at it now as she sat on a grassy knob in some wayward rolling meadow ofView… Read more