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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.

I’m excited to announce my book, The Apocalypse Pipe, will be promoted on Smashwords for half price as part of their End of Year Sale 2025 starting on December 8! Find it here: http://smashwords.com/sale

Month: December 2025

  • Head Six

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    Tossing through the night Dreams of Madagascar and white offices These sleepers And these bleepers of the mind I don’t know who I am anymore As I grasp apples and oranges and put them in place The skyscraper carpet looked like the kind in the Overlook Hotel I saw Danny in the Deli “No liverwurst Read more

  • The Sun Gray Water Hazard Cone

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    The leafless trees are dark against a pale blue sky Men down in the city are raging About crowds, costs, and consumption Christmas is in bloom The town and everything in it are colored red and green Red poinsettia leaves are dangling from the ceiling at someone’s office It’s a holiday party The greasy creep Read more

  • Cold Time

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    It’s a cold, gray morning And time is moving much too fast Like a raging bull let loose from its pen Why, just a moment ago It was 6:40 Now it’s 7:12 Thoughts of tomorrow are already creeping in It will be Christmas in nearly two weeks We put up our tree Like we do Read more

  • The Talking Death Fish

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    A willow chancellor in concrete gloves walks the path that meanders from the school, through the forest, and finally reaches the shores of a lake that very few people know about. He sits down in a place of soft grass and unfurls his lunch pail. He withdraws a sandwich and removes it from its plastic Read more

  • The Kiss Thief of Alien Kief

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    A spiritual anthropologist sat in a diner in the city on a rainy Thursday morning. He looked out the large picture window where he sat and studied the gray sky and thought about human sin. He brought a coffee cup to his mouth and sipped it. Then there was a loud crash that startled him. Read more