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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.

The Apocalypse Pipe, Collected Works of Aaron Echoes August, is available now. More info HERE.

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Month: December 2024

  • Ding Dong Dumb

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    I sit down at the table and sip my morning coffee. The house is still as space, except for that ever-present hum of the refrigerator and the wandering movements of the dust through sunlight. I’m thinking about rapid-cycling madness this morning and how it has transformed my life. It’s nothing serious, mind you, it comes Read more

  • Canned Rabbit Magic 4

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    The men returned to the house early the next morning, cold and unrested. Sarrah was in the kitchen brewing a pot of coffee and cooking eggs and bacon. The house was filled with the smell of it, like a greasy café on a busy Sunday morning in a lost western town in Idaho. Sarrah turned Read more

  • Canned Rabbit Magic 3

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    Sarrah remained at the window as the others madly ran about looking for Paul in other places of the house. They didn’t know all the things she knew. They couldn’t feel it deep in their guts and loins. How could they? There was no connection there. Not like her and Paul had. Again, she questioned Read more

  • Mass Hole of Burden

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    On a train Looking out a window As some other world goes rushing by Then I remember How a coffee shop smells How a hospital smells How one of those old-time Kmart stores smells The popcorn and the floor wax Cheap clothes and plastic Saddened people There’s some metallic kiddie ride outside of the store Read more

  • Canned Rabbit Magic 2

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    Serena sat on a grassy knoll overlooking a meandering stream of cool water. She smoked a cigarette and thought about life. “Ignorant dullards the lot of them,” she said aloud to herself. She tossed the burning butt into the stream and watched it bob and weave its way to another place and time. “That’s polluting,” Read more

  • Canned Rabbit Magic 1

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    The strangest thing the Peppercorn family had there on the eating table was the canned rabbit. The label was pink and depicted a small cerulean-blue rabbit frolicking through a field of psychedelic Easter eggs from outer space. There were also two baskets filled to the brim with Easter eggs, colorful, impeccably decorated. It could easily Read more