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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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Category: 500 or Less

  • 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

  • Serenity Salad

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    I ate a pre-made salad in the breakroom yesterday It was quiet at first But then the numbnuts started rolling in Youthful oblivion The complaining old People about to burst People who just can’t shut up About Dungeons and Dragons Artificial girlfriends Horror movies Misinformed politics The bosses The company… Most of the time I Read more

  • Good Morning, Guacamole

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    I hate cabbage but I like sauerkraut I hate tomatoes but I like pasta sauce I hate onions but I don’t mind crispy onion strings on my Western Burger from a local burger joint with a name I suddenly cannot recall I hate chunky guacamole, but yeah, I just hate guacamole Even guacamole from Guadalajara Read more

  • Evaporation

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    Time evaporates like water in Death Valley Saturday sweaters feel good in cold winter houses A man looks out the large picture window in the living room The streets are still save for one lone kid tramping through the snow He looks up to the sky, stretches his arms out And begins to fly Read more

  • The Crazed Pilgrim

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    Sun on crinkled golden leaves The grass is lemon-yellow The sky is pure blue I can’t believe it is November October hid and dashed away Thanksgiving will soon make its way to the table And the pilgrims will carve up turkeys with axes And one of them might get a little crazy Someone spiked his Read more

  • The Winter King

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    Embers remember the coach light And there, a pale December sun Beckons the black birds to rise To carry a crown to the new winter king A pin drop calls his name The lands are that quiet The restless spirits that roam the hills and valleys Take cautious steps from the other side Wishing wells Read more

  • The Trick

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    It’s quiet in the house, save for the tea kettle steam engine puffing on the stovetop. The whistle now pierces the air, and she goes to move it away. She sighs, readies her tea cup, and pours in the hot water. As it steeps on a cold Halloween morning, she moves the window curtain aside Read more

  • White Russian

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    When everything is fake like snakes And the lemons are made of wood And the faces are made of mud and evil I sit upon the throne of mundane jewels And wonder what the cable car smells like On the edge of an ice cliff I stand Look out over white Russia while drinking a Read more

  • Daikon Peepshow

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    A long, stiff radish sits in the bin White in color Mild flavor No one knows what it is Passersby wonder A woman wants it in her mouth A psycho wonders if it can be sharpened into a weapon To help him escape the prison that is his life He strolls into the restroom of Read more