January 2025
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Southern Naked Dolls (1)

A man named Bevin Elderberry peered through the window of an old antique shop in the downtown of a southern town named Sinawee that sat by one of the biggest lakes in South Carolina. It was early, the air was already warm. There was the smell of honey and flowers in the air. Magnolia blooms… Continue reading
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Uber Amorika

I took an Uber to downtown Reykjavik on a Friday night The guy’s car was like a spaceship inside I just had to leave Amorika The sick nation The ignorant nation The blind nation The nation of ludicrously inept leadership A leader… Can’t say leader A president… Can’t say president A human being… Definitely can’t… Continue reading
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Dinner Plate Behind You (2)

A famous My 600-Pound Life nurse, halfway to looking like that creepy puppet Lady Elaine Fairchilde from Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood, opens the door of the waiting room and calls out, “Shelby Grace.” Shelby Grace struggles to get out of the chair almost as much as she struggled to get into the chair. “Help me, Lawrence,”… Continue reading
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Canned Rabbit Magic 8

Josiah climbed out of the car. He had been feeling nervous about just sitting in a stolen vehicle. He needed to stretch his legs, anyway. He strolled around the hospital parking lot for a while enjoying the sunshine, the smell of spring, and his freedom. But something was nagging at him. He wanted to see… Continue reading
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Dinner Plate Behind You (1)

A table of ass juts out from her backside. People call her the Lunch Lady because a person could put their tray of food right up on there, pull up a chair, and eat. She just needs to be still for a spell and not do anything nasty. Shelby Grace works in the pharmacy of… Continue reading
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The Inappropriate Architect (1)

The chimes of Saturn clinked like metal jewels tumbling in an out-of-control spaceship like clothes in a dryer. Alternative lemons hung heavily from a tree wet with morning California dew. He sat on a wooden bench in his garden. The roar of traffic on the wide interstate rose from beyond the grove and the walls.… Continue reading
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Blue Sky Gravity Heart

Outside it looks like spring in winter My woman is in my bed sleeping Blonde hair peeking out from beneath the covers The blue of the sky tastes like Wisconsin That place I lived and laughed and got damaged in so long ago Fifty years later… Lottery tickets askew on my desk An empty coffee… Continue reading



